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1849. 


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PREFACE 


The  vote  of  the  West  Boston  Society,  directing  the  prep- 
aration of  a  new  hymn-book,  has  afforded  an  opportunity 
of  enlarging  the  collection  that  has  been  in  use  for  the  last 
qua*"'       of  a  century,  by  the  introduction  of  some  recent 
ay .,        .nd  others  of  an  earlier  date.     In  the  new  selections, 
it  has  been  the   endeavour  of  the  Committee  to  combine 
poetical  merit  with  depth  of  sentiment  and  the  fervor  of 
true  devotion.      Watts  and  Doddridge  have  been  restored 
to  their  relative  position  and  proportion.    The  ardent  breath- 
ings of  the  Wesleyan  and  Moravian  hymns,  and  of  those  of 
Cowper,  here  find  utterance.     The  process' of  exclusion  has 
not  been  enforced  against  any  hymn  on  account  of  an  occa- 
I  siona1  quaintness  of  sentiment  or  form,  when  it  otherwise 
;ssed  sufficient  merit ;  on   the  contrary,  as  this  pecu- 
is  pleasing  to  a  certain  extent,  it  has  been  in  some 
I  instances  a  recommendation. 

Tt  has  been  the  wish  of  the  Committee  to  restore  hymns 

to  their  original  reading.     Many  of  them,  in  the  progress  of 

%  have  been  subjected  to  great  alterations,  but  seldom 

out  enfeebling .  the  sense  and  the  poetical  expression. 

'•dally  has  this  been  the  case  with  those  of  Watts  and 

Doddridge,  so  that  a  rigid  comparison  with  the  original  be- 


IV  PREFACE. 

came  necessary  and  has  been  instituted ;  and  the  process  of 
restoration  has  been  carried  out  with  regard  to  them  except 
in  the  few  instances  which  purport  to  be  varied  from  the 
author's  text.  Justice  to  authors  requires  that  no  change, 
however  slight,  should  be  made  without  a  cogent  reason  ; 
and  that  a  hymn  objectionable  in  sentiment  should  be  omit- 
ted, rather  than  that,  by  essential  alteration,  an  author  should 
be  made  responsible  for  what  is  not  his  own,  and,  perhaps, 
for  what  he  never  would  have  expressed. 

Of  more  modern  hymns,  while  some,  as  those  of  Mrs. 
Barbauld  for  instance,  will  bear  a  favorable  comparison  with 
the  best  of  former  days,  many  abound  in  naught  but  penury 
of  thought  and  feebleness  of  expression.  Out  of  a  large 
supply,  the  Committee  have  endeavoured  to  select  the  best, 
and,  they  trust,  with  a  good  degree  of  success.  And  here 
they  would  gratefully  acknowledge  the  kindness  of  the  Rev. 
Dr.  Frothingham,  in  the  very  acceptable  offering  of  three 
original  hymns,  —  two  of  which  have  never  before  appeared 
in  print. 

The  former  division  into  Psalms  and  Hymns  has  not  been 
retained.  The  versions  of  the  Psalms  will  be  easily  found 
in  the  Index  of  Subjects,  under  their  appropriate  head,  num- 
bered as  Hymns.  A  few  Chants  have  been  added,  which, 
it  is  hoped,  will  increase  the  value  of  the  collection. 

Boston*,  January,  1849. 


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A  charge  to  keep  I  have 
Again  the  Lord  of  life  and  light 
All !  not  for  thee  was  woven 
Ah,  wretched  souls,  who  strive  in  vain 
All  earthly  charms,  however  dear 
All  hail  the  power  of  Jesus'  name 
All-seeing  God  !  't  is  thine  to  know 
Almighty  God  !  hefore  whose  throne 
Almighty  God,  in  humble  prayer 
Almighty  Gbd,  thy  word  is  cast 
Almighty  Maker,  God  . 
Amazing,  beauteous  change 
Am  I  an  Israelite  indeed       .         .    <     . 
Am  I  a  soldier  of  the  cross 
Amidst  a  world  of  hopes  and  fears 
And  art  thou  with  us,  gracious  Lord 
And  is  the  gospel  peace  and  love 
And  now,  my  soul,  another  year 
Angel !  roll  the  stone  away 
Another  day  of  life  is  gone 
Another  six  days'  work  is  done     . 
As  body  when  the  soul  has  fled 
As  earth's  pageant  passes  by 
As  every  day  thy  mercy  spares 
Asleep  in  Jesus. !  •  blessed  sleep 
As  o'er  the  past  my  memory  strays 


4S6 
195 
606 
473 
525 
199 
459 
271 
305 
255 

12 
227 
461 
409 
340 
422 
214 
582 
188 
629 

54 
370 
491 
622 
602 
577 


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As,  panting  in  the  sultry  beams    . 
As  the  good  shepherd  gently  leads 
As  the  hart,  with  eager  looks 
As  the  sun's  enlivening  eye 
As  the  sweet  flower  which  scents  the 
As  various  as  the  moon     . 
Author  of  good,  we  rest  on  thee 
Author  of  life  and  bliss     . 
A  voice  from  the  desert  comes  awful 
Awake,  and  sing  the  song 
Awake,  my  drowsy  soul,  awake    . 
Awake,  my  soul,  and  with  the  sun 
Awake,  my  soul !  lift  up  thine  eyes 
Awake,  my  soul !  stretch  every  nerve 
Awake,  our  souls,  away,  our  fears 
Awake,  ye  saints,  and  raise  your  eyes 


and  shrill 


Begin,  my  soul,  the  exalted  lay     . 

Begin,  my  tongue,  some  heavenly  theme 

Behold,  how  good  it  is 

Behold  the  amazing  sight 

Behold,  the  blind  their  sight  receive 

Behold,  the  lofty  sky 

Behold,  the  morning  sxm 

Behold,  the  mountain  of  the  Lord  ■ 

Behold  the  path  that  mortals  tread 

Behold  the  Prince  of  Peace 

Behold  the  western  evening  light 

Behold  what  wondrous  grace     . 

Behold,  where,  breathing  love  divine 

Behold,  where,  in  a  mortal  form 

Be  it  my  only  wisdom  here 

Beneath  our  feet  and  o'er  our  head 

Beset  with  snares  on  every  hand 

Be  still,  my  heart !  these  anxious  car 

Be  thou  ready,  fellow-mortal 

Be  with  me,  Lord,  where'er  I  go 

Bless,  O  mv  soul,  the  living  God 


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Blest  are  the  humble  souls  that  see 
Blest  are  the  sons  of  peace 
Blest  hour,  when  mortal  man  retires     . 
Blest  hour,  when  virtuous  friends  shall  meet 
Blest  Instructer,  from  thy  ways    . 
Blest  is  the  man  who  fears  the  Lord 
Blest  Jesus,  how  divinely  bright  . 
Blest  Jesus  !  Source  of  grace  divine 
Blest,  who  the  fellowship  of  sin  . 
Bright  Source  of  intellectual  rays 
Bright  was  the  guiding  star,  that  led     . 
By  cool  Siloam's  shady  rill 


Calm  on  the  bosom  of  thy  God     . 

Calm  on  the  listening  ear  of  night     . 

Can  creatures  to  perfection  find    , 

Children  of  the  heavenly  King 

Clay  to  clay,  and  dust  to  dust 

Come,  blessed  Spirit,  Source  of  light 

Come,  gracious  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove 

Come  hither,  all  ye  weary  souls 

Come,  holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove 

Come,  kingdom  of  our  God 

Come,  let  us  anew  our  journey  pursue 

Come,  let  us  join  our  cheerful  songs 

Come,  said  Jesus'  sacred  voice 

Come,  sound  his  praise  abroad 

Come,  thou  Almighty  King 

Come  to  the  house  of  prayer    . 

Come,  weary  souls,  with  sin  distressed 

Come,  we  that  love  the  Lord     . 

Come,  ye  disconsolate,  where'er  ye  languish 

Commit  thou  all  thy  griefs 

Creator  Spirit !  by  whose  aid 


Day  by  day  the  manna  fell 
Dear  fountain  of  delight  unknown 
Deem  not  that  they  are  blest  alone 
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Do  flesh  and  nature  dread  to  die 596 

Do  not  I  love  thee,  0  my  Lord 355 

Dread  Sovereign  !  let  my  evening  song 623 

Early,  my  God,  without  delay   .......  49 

"Eat,  drink,  in  memory  of  your  friend" 557 

Ere  to  the  world  again  we  go 73 

Eternal  and  immortal  King 91 

Eternal  God,  Almighty  Cause 8 

Eternal  God!  how  frail  is  man 518 

Eternal  Power !  whose  high  abode 18 

Eternal  Source  of  every  joy 583 

Eternal  Source  of  life  and  light 276 

Eternal  Source  of  life  and  thought 272 

Exalt  the  Lord  our  God 116 

Faint  not,  poor  traveller,  though  thy  way 483 

Faith  adds  new  charms  to  earthly  bliss 363 

Faith  is  the  brightest  evidence 362 

Fare  thee  well,  our  fondly  cherished 608 

Farewell,  thou  once  a  mortal 601 

Far  from  mortal  cares  retreating 26 

Far  from  these  scenes  of  night 535 

Far  from  the  world,  O  Lord,  I  flee 307 

Father  !  and  is  thy  table  spread 559 

Father  divine  !  before  thy  view 448 

'•  Father  divine !"  the  Saviour  cried 181 

Father  divine,  thy  piercing  eye 314 

Father  !  glorify  thy  name 205 

Father  !  glory  be  to  thee 29 

Father,  how  wide  thy  glory  shines 20 

Father,  I  long,  I  faint  to  see 328 

Father  in  heaven,  to  thee  my  heart 262 

Father  of  all!  in  every  age 317 

Father  of  all,  whose  sovereign  will 638 

Father  of  light !  conduct  my  feet 264 

Father  of  lights,  we  sing  thy  name 140 

Father  of  me  and  all  mankind 319 


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Father  of  men !  thy  care  we  bless 

Father  of  mercies  !  God  of  love    . 

Father  of  mercies  !  in  thy  word 

Father  of  our  feeble  race       .... 

Father,  refuge  of  my  soul 

Father,  source  of  every  blessing    . 

Father,  there  is  no  change  to  live  with  thee 

Father,  thine  aid  afford  .... 

Father,  thy  gentle  chastisement 

Father  !  thy  paternal  care     .... 

Fear  was  within  the  tossing  bark 

Feeble,  helpless,  how  shall  I  ... 

For  thee,  0  God,  our  constant  praise 

Forth  from  the  dark  and  stormy  sky    . 

For  what  shall  I  praise  thee,  my  God  and  my 

Fountain  of  mercy,  God  of  love    . 

Frail  life  of  man,  how  short  its  stay 

From  all  that  dwell  below  the  skies 

From  foes  that  would  the  land  devour 

From  Greenland's  icy  mountains 

From  north  and  south,  from  east  and  west 

From  the  table  now  retiring 

From  this  world's  joys  and  senseless  mirth 


Kino- 


Give  me  the  wings  of  faith  to  rise 
Give  thanks  to  God  most  high 
Give  to  the  winds  thy  fears 
Glorious  things  of  thee  are  spoken 
Glory  be  to  God  on  high 
Glory  to  thee,  my  God,  this  night 
God  in  his  earthly  temples  lays    . 
God,  in  the  gospel  of  his  Son    . 
God  is  a  Spirit  just  and  wise 
God  is  love ;  his  mercy  brightens 
God  moves  in  a  mysterious  way 
God  !  my  supporter  and  my  hope 
God  of  eternity,  from  thee    . 
God  of  mercy  !  God  of  love     . 


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God  of  my  life  !  through  all  its  days 

God  of  my  life,  whose  gracious  power 

God  of  our  lives  !  our  thanks  to  thee 

God  of  the  changing  year  !  whose  arm  of  power 

God  of  the  morning,  at  whose  voice 

God  reigns  !  events  in  order  flow 

God's  perfect  law  converts  the  soul  . 

God,  that  madest  earth  and  heaven 

Go  to  dark  Gethsemane  . 

Go  when  the  morning  shineth 

Grace  !  't  is  a  charming  sound 

Grateful  the  joyous  news  proclaim 

Great  Author  of  all  nature's  frame  . 

Great  Father  of  each  perfect  gift 

Great  Framer  of  unnumbered  worlds 

Great  God,  attend,  while  Zion  sings     . 

Great  God  !  beneath  whose  piercing  eye 

Great  God,  how  infinite  art  thou 

Great  God  !  in  vain  man's  narrow  view 

Great  God  !  let  all  our  tuneful  powers 

Great  God !  my  Father  and  my  Friend    . 

Great  God  !  should  thy  severer  eye 

Great  God,  the  heavens'  well-ordered  frame 

Great  God !  to  thee  my  all  I  owe 

Great  God,  we  sing  that  mighty  hand 

Great  God  !  whose  all-pervading  eye 

Great  Ruler  of  all  nature's  frame 

Great  Source  of  life  and  light 

Great  Source  of  life  !  our  souls  confess 

Great  Source  of  unexhausted  good 

Guide  me,  O  thou  great  Jehovah 

Had  I  the  tongues  of  Greeks  and  Jews 
Hail  to  the  Lord's  anointed 
Happy  the  heart  where  graces  reign     . 
Happy  the  man  whose  wishes  climb 
Happy  the  meek,  whose  gentle  breast 
Hark !  from  the  tombs  a  doleful  sound 


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Hark,  the  glad  sound  !  the  Saviour  comes 

Hark  !  't  is  our  heavenly  Leader's  voice  . 

Hark !  't  is  the  breeze  of  twilight,  calling 

Hark  !  what  mean  those  holy  voices 

Hear,  0  my  God  !  in  mercy  hear 

Hear,  O  my  people  ;  to  my  laAV 

Hear  what  God  the  Lord  hath  spoken 

Hear  what  the  voice  from  heaven  proclaims 

Heavenly  Father  !  gracious  name 

Heralds  of  creation,  cry    . 

Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord 

How  are  thy  glories  here  displayed 

How  are  thy  servants  blest,  0  Lord 

How  beauteous  are  their  feet    . 

How  beautiful  the  sight 

How  blest  are  they,  who  always  keep 

How  blest  the  sacred  tie  that  binds 

How  did  my  heart  rejoice  to  hear     . 

How  gentle  God's  commands 

How  happy  is  he  born  and  taught    . 

How  honorable  is  the  place 

How  long  shall  dreams  of  earthly  bliss 

How  lovely  are  thy  dwellings  fair 

How  many  millions  draw  their  breath 

How  pleased  and  blest  was  I 

How  pleasing,  Lord  !  to  see     . 

How  precious,  Lord,  thy  holy  word 

How  shall  the  young  secure  their  hearts 

How  sweetly  flowed  the  gospel's  sound 

How  sweet  to  be  allowed  to  pray 

How  swift  the  torrent  rolls 

I  cannot  always  trace  the  way 
If  death  my  friend  and  me  divide 
If  God  to  build  the  house  deny 
If  high  or  low  our  station  be 
If  solid  happiness  we  prize 
I  heard  a  voice  from  heaven 
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I  hear  the  voice  of  woe 

I  '11  praise  my  Maker  Avith  my  breath 

I  love  to  steal  awhile  away 

Imposture  shrinks  from  light    . 

In  all  my  vast  concerns  with  thee 

Indulgent  God  !  with  pitying  eye 

In  glad  amazement,  Lord,  I  stand 

In  sleep's  serene  oblivion  laid  . 

In  the  cross  of  Christ  I  glory 

In  the  soft  season  of  thy  youth 

I  send  the  joys  of  earth  away 

I  sing  the  almighty  power  of  God 

Is  there  ambition  in  my  heart 

" Is  this  a  fast  for  me?"   . 

I  want  a  principle  within 

I  want  the  spirit  of  power  within 

I  would  not  live  alway ;  I  ask  not  to  stay 


Jehovah  God !  thy  gracious  power 
Jesus,  and  can  it  ever  be 
Jesus,  our  triumphant  head 
Jesus  shall  reign  where'er  the  sun 
Jesus,  we  thy  promise  claim 
Jesus !  where'er  thy  people  meet 
Joy  to  the  world  !  the  Lord  is  come 


Keep  silence,  all  created  things 


Laden  with  guilt,  and  full  of  fears    . 
Lauded  be  thy  name  for  ever 
Let  all  the  earth  their  voices  raise    . 
Let  all  the  heathen  writers  join    . 
Let  children  hear  the  mighty  deeds  . 
Let  every  mortal  ear  attend 
Let  men  of  high  conceit  and  zeal 
Let  one  loud  song  of  praise  arise 
Let  others  boast  how  strong  they  be 
Let  party  names  no  more     . 


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Let  Pharisees  of  high  esteem   . 

Let  the  whole  race  of  creatures  lie 

Let  us,  with  a  gladsome  mind  . 

Let  Zion's  watchmen  all  awake    . 

Life  is  the  time  to  serve  the  Lord     . 

Lift  your  glad  voices  in  triumph  on  high 

Lift  your  voice,  and  joyful  sing 

Light  of  life,  seraphic  fire     .... 

Like  shadows  gliding  o'er  the  plain 

Lo,  God  is  here !  let  us  adore 

Long  have  I  sat  beneath  the  sound  . 

Lord,  before  thy  presence  come    . 

Lord !  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing 

Lord,  how  delightful  't  is  to  see    . 

Lord,  how  secure  and  blest  are  they 

Lord,  I  believe  a  rest  remains 

Lord,  I  believe  ;  thy  power  I  own    . 

Lord,  if  thou  thy  grace  impart 

Lord,  I  have  made  thy  word  my  choice    . 

Lord,  in  the  morning  thou  shalt  hear  . 

Lord  of  my  life !  0,  may  thy  praise 

Lord  of  the  harvest,  God  of  grace 

Lord  of  the  Sabbath  !  hear  our  vows 

Lord  of  the  worlds  above     .... 

Lord  of  the  worlds  below 

Lord,  teach  us  how  to  pray  aright 

Lord,  thou  art  good  ;  all  nature  shows 

Lord,  thou  hast  searched  and  seen  me  through 

Lord,  we  adore  thy  vast  designs 

Lord,  we  adore  thy  wondrous  name     . 

Lord,  we  come  before  thee  now 

Lord,  who  's  the  happy  man  that  may 

Lo !  the  lilies  of  the  field 

Loud  be  thy  name  adored    .... 

Love  divine,  all  love  excelling 

Lowly  and  solemn  be 


Man  has  a  soul  of  vast  desires 


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Mark  the  soft-falling  snow 224 

May  the  grace  of  Christ,  our  Saviour 76 

Mistaken  souls,  that  dream  of  heaven 368 

Morning  breaks  upon  the  tomb 191 

My  days,  and  weeks,  and  months,  and  years     ....  580 

My  dear  Redeemer  and  my  Lord 215 

My  Father  !  —  cheering  name 442 

My  God,  accept  my  early  vows 620 

My  God  !  how  endless  is  thy  love 628 

My  God  !  I  thank  thee ;  may  no  thought 439 

My  God,  my  everlasting  hope 428 

My  God,  my  Father,  while  I  stray 401 

My  God.  my  King,  thy  various  praise 88 

My  God,  my  Portion,  and  my  Love 374 

My  God,  my  strength,  my  hope 285 

My  God  !  permit  me  not  to  be 481 

My  God,  permit  my  tongue 288 

My  God,  the  steps  of  pious  men 450 

My  God,  the  visits  of  thy  face 277 

My  God!  thy  boundless  love  I  praise 103 

My  God  !  thy  service  well  demands 427 

My  God  !  whene'er  my  longing  heart 266 

My  gracious  Lord,  I  own  thy  right 360 

My  heart  and  all  my  ways,  O  God 96 

My  helper,  God !  I  bless  his  name 581 

My  Maker  and  my  King 354 

My  Shepherd  is  the  living  Lord 132 

My  soul,  how  lovely  is  the  place 64 

My  soul,  inspired  with  sacred  love Ill 

My  soul  lies  cleaving  to  the  dust 361 

My  soul,  praise  the  Lord 23 

My  soul,  repeat  his  praise 107 

My  soul  shall  praise  thee,  O  my  God 149 

My  spirit  looks  to  God  alone 336 

Naked,  as  from  the  earth  we  came 398 

Nations,  attend  before  his  throne 38 

No  change  of  times  shall  ever  shock 423 


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Nor  eye  hath  seen,  nor  ear  has  heard 
Not  for  the  pious  dead  we  weep 
Not  he  whose  baseless  hope  relies     . 
Not  in  the  name  of  pride 
Not  with  terror  do  we  meet 
No  war  nor  battle's  sound     . 
Now  may  He  Avho  from  the  dead 
Now  the  shades  of  night  are  gone 
Now  to  the  Lord  a  noble  song 


0  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul    .- 

0  bow  thine  ear,  Eternal  One  . 

0  come,  loud  anthems  let  us  sing 

0  Father,  though  the  anxious  fear   . 

Of  old,  0  God,  thine  own  right  hand 

0  for  a  closer  walk  with  God  . 

O  for  a  faith  that  will  not  shrink 

0  for  a  heart  to  praise  my  God 

0  for  a  shout  of  sacred  joy 

O  for  a  thousand  tongues,  to  sing     . 

0  God,  I  thank  thee  that  the  night 

0  God  !  mine  inmost  soul  convert   . 

O  God,  my  Father  and  my  King 

0  God  of  Bethel !  by  whose  hand    . 

0  God  !  we  praise  thee,  and  confess    . 

0  happy  Christian,  who  can  boast    . 

O,  happy  is  the  man  who  hears    . 

O  happy  soul  that  lives  on  high 

O  happy  they  who  know  the  Lord 

0  help  us,  Lord  !  each  hour  of  need 

0  here,  if  ever,  God  of  love 

0,  let  your  mingling  voices  rise 

0  Lord,  my  best  desires  fulfil 

O  Lord  of  life,  and  truth,  and  grace 

Once  more,  my  soul,  the  rising  day 

On  earth  was  darkness  spread 

One  prayer  I  have,  —  all  prayers  in  one 

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Open,  Lord,  my  inward  ear 

O  praise  ye  the  Lord !  prepare  a  new  song 

O  praise  ye  the  Lord  !  prepare  your  glad  voice 

O,  render  thanks  to  God  above    . 

0,  shun  in  youth  the  thoughtless  throng 

O,  stay  thy  tears ;  for  they  are  blest     . 

O  that  the  Lord  would  guide  my  ways 

O  Thou,  from  whom  all  goodness  flows 

O  Thou  that  hear'st  when  sinners  cry 

0  Thou,  the  first,  the  greatest  friend    . 

O  Thou,  to  whom  all  creatures  bow 

0  Thou,  to  whose  all-searching  sight 

0  Thou,  who  art  above  all  height     . 

0  Thou  who  driest  the  mourner's  tear 

0  Thou,  who  hast  at  thy  command 

O  Thou,  whose  mercy  hears 

O  Thou,  whose  power  o'er  moving  worlds  presides 

Our  blest  Kedeemer,  ere  he  breathed    . 

Our  country  is  Immanuel's  land 

Our  Father,  high  enthroned  above 

Our  Father !  throned  above  the  sky 

Our  Father !  we  thank  thee  for  sleep 

Our  God  !  our  help  in  ages  past 

Our  heavenly  Father  calls 

Our  heavenly  Father,  hear 

0  where  shall  rest  be  found 

O  ye  immortal  throng       .     -    . 

O  ye,  who  seek  Jehovah's  face 

O  Zion,  tune  thy  voicj 


Peace  be  to  this  habitation 
Peace,  troubled  soul,  Avhose  plaintive  moan 
Perpetual  Source  of  light  and  grace     . 
Pilgrim,  burdened  with  thy  sin 
Placed  on  the  verge  of  youth,  my  mind 
Praise,  everlasting  praise,  be  paid     . 
Praise,  0  praise  the  name  divine 
Praise  to  God,  immortal  praise 


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Praise  to  God,  the  great  Creator       .  13 

Praise  ye  the  Lord,  immortal  choir      ......  34 

Praise  ye  the  Lord  !  O,  let  the  grateful  song    .         .         .         .  110 

Prayer  is  the  soul's  sincere  desire         ......  308 

Quiet,  Lord,  my  froward  heart 338 

Raise  your  triumphant  songs 209 

Rejoice,  heliever  in  the  Lord 357 

Rejoice  in  God  alway 407 

Rejoice !   the  Lord  is  king  -      .         .         .         .         .         .         .  590 

Remark,  my  soul,  the  narrow  bounds 576 

"  Remember  me,"  the  Saviour  said  .         .         .         .         .         .  564 

Return,  my  roving  heart,  return 352 

Return,  my  soul,  and  seek  thy  rest 343 

Return,  my  soul,  unto  thy  rest     .         .         .         .         .         .         .152 

Rise,  crowned  with  light,  imperial  Salem  rise  ....  234 

Rise,  my  soul,  and  stretch  thy  wings 548 

Safely  through  another  week 46 

Sages  of  ancient  lettered  times 1 69 

Salvation  !  O  the  joyful  sound 226 

Saviour!  who  thy  flock  art  feeding      .        .         .         .         .         .551 

See  !  another  year  is  gone 575 

"  See  how  he  loved  ! "  exclaimed  the  Jews  .         .         .         .561 

See  Israel's  gentle  shepherd  stand :  550 

See  the  leaves  around  us  falling 585 

See  what  a  living  stone 57 

Shall  Wisdom  cry  aloud 301 

Shepherds,  rejoice  !  lift  up  your  eyes 162 

Shine  forth,  eternal  Source  of  light               333 

Shine  on  our  souls,  eternal  God 332 

Show  pity,  Lord  !  0  Lord,  forgive 430 

Sing  to  the  Lord  Jehovah's  name 33 

Sing  to  the  Lord,  who  loud  proclaims 139 

Sing,  ye  redeemed  of  the  Lord 506 

Sleep,  sleep  to-day,  tormenting  cares 53 

So  fades  the  lovely  blooming  flower 607 


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Soft  arc  the  fruitful  showers  that  bring 
Softly  fades  the  twilight  ray- 
So  let  our  lips  and  lives  express 
Sometimes  a  light  surprises 
Songs  of  immortal  praise  belong 
Songs  of  praise  the  angels  sang    . 
Soon  as  I  heard  my  Father  say 
Sovereign  Ruler  of  the  skies 
Sow  in  the  morn  thy  seed 
Spirit  of  truth  !  on  this  thy  day   . 
Spring  up,  my  soul,  with  ardent  flight 
Stand  up  and  bless  the  Lord 
Supreme  and  universal  Light  . 
Supreme  in  wisdom  as  in  power 
Sweet  is  the  bliss  of  souls  serene 
Sweet  is  the  friendly  voice  that  speaks 
Sweet  is  the  scene  when  virtue  dies 
Sweet  is  the  task,  0  Lord    . 
Sweet  is  the  work,  my  God,  my  King 
Sweet  thy  memorv,  Saviour  blest 


Take  my  heart,  0  Father,  take  it 
Teach  me,  my  God  and  King 
Teach  me,  O  teach  me,  Lord  !  thy  way 
Teach  me  the  measure  of  my  days 
That  man  hath  perfect  blessedness  . 
That  man,  in  life  wherever  placed 
The  billows  swell,  the  winds  are  high 
The  darkened  sky,  how  thick  it  lowers 
The  day  approacheth,  0  my  soul 
The  dews  and  rains,  in  all  their  store  . 
The  earth  and  all  the  heavenly  frame 
The  evils  that  beset  our  path 
The  glories  of  our  birth  and  state     . 
The  gracious  Saviour  bowed  his  head 
The  heavenly  spheres  to  thee,  O  God 
The  heaven  of  heavens  cannot  contain 
The  heavens  declare  thy  glory,  Lord 


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The  hour  of  my  departure  's  come 
The  law  by  Moses  came 
The  Lord  descended  from  above 
The  Lord  —  how  tender  is  his  love 
The  Lord  in  Zion  placed  his  name 
The  Lord  is  my  Shepherd,  no  want  shall  I  know 
The  Lord  Jehovah  reigns    . 
The  Lord  my  pasture  shall  prepare  . 
The  Lord  receives  his  highest  praise    . 
The  Lord 's  my  Shepherd,  I  '11  not  want 
The  Lord  will  come  and  not  be  slow   . 
The  offerings  to  thy  throne  which  rise 
The  race  that  long  in  darkness  pined 
There  is  a  book,  who  runs  may  read 
There  is  a  glorious  world  on  high 
There  is  a  land  of  pure  delight 
There  is  an  hour  of  peaceful  rest 
There 's  not  a  hope  with  comfort  fraught 
There  's  nothing  bright,  above,  below 
The  saints  on  earth  and  those  above 
The  Saviour,  —  what  a  noble  flame 
The  short-lived  day  declines  in  haste 
The  solemn  season  calls  us  now 
The  Son  of  God  gave  thanks  . 
The  spacious  firmament  on  high 
The  Spirit  breathes  upon  the  word  . 
The  Spirit  in  our  hearts 
The  uplifted  eye  and  bended  knee    . 
The  year  begins  with  promises     . 
They  who  seek  the  throne  of  grace  . 
Thine  influence,  mighty  God,  is  felt 
Thine,  Lord,  these  heavens  on  high 
Think  gently  of  the  erring  one     . 
This  child  we  dedicate  to  thee 
This  feast  was  Jesus'  high  behest 
This  is  the  day  the  Lord  hath  made 
Thou  art  gone  to  the  grave,  but  we  will  not  deplore 
Thou  great  and  sacred  Lord  of  all 
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Thou,  infinite  in  love       .... 

Thou  hidden  love  of  God,  whose  height 

Thou  hidden  source  of  calm  repose 

Thou,  Lord  !  by  mortal  eyes  unseen    . 

Thou,  Lord,  by  strictest  search  hast  known 

Thou,  Lord,  through  every  changing  scene 

Thou  Refuge  of  my  weary  soul 

Thou  vain,  intruding  world,  depart 

Thou,  whose  almighty  word     . 

Thou,  who  sitt'st  enthroned  above 

Thrice  happy  souls,  Avho,  born  from  heaven 

Through  all  the  changing  scenes  of  life 

Through  all  the  various  shifting  scene 

Through  nature's  ever  varying  scene  . 

Thus  far  the  Lord  has  led  me  on 

Thus  saith  the  first,  the  great  command 

Thus  saith  the  high  and  lofty  One   . 

Thy  hand  unseen  sustains  the  poles     . 

Thy  presence,  everlasting  God 

"  Thy  will  be  done  !  "    In  devious  way 

Thy  will  be  done  !  I  will  not  fear     . 

Time,  time,  how  few  thy  value  weigh 

'T  is  by  the  faith  of  joys  to  come 

"  'T  is  finished  !  "  so  the  Saviour  cried 

*T  is  gone,  that  bright  and  orbed  blaze 

'T  is  my  happiness  below     . 

To  God,  the  mighty  Lord 

To  God,  the  only  wise 

To  heaven  I  lift  my  waiting  eyes 

To-morrow,  Lord,  is  thine 

To  thee,  my  God.  my  days  are  known 

To  the  haven  of  thy  breast 

'T  was  by  an  order  from  the  Lord    . 

Unveil  thy  bosom,  faithful  tomb 
Up  to  the  fields  where  angels  lie 
Up  to  the  hills  I  lift  mine  eyes     . 
Upward  I  lift  mine  eyes  . 


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Vain  are  the  hopes  that  rebels  place    . 
Vital  spark  of  heavenly  flame  . 

Wait,  0  my  soul,  thy  Maker's  will 
Wait  on  the  Lord,  ye  heirs  of  hope  . 
Watchman  !  tell  us  of  the  night 
Weak  and  irresolute  is  man     . 
Weary  of  these  low  scenes  of  night 
Welcome,  delightful  morn 
Welcome,  sweet  day  of  rest 
Welcome,  welcome,  quiet  morning  . 
We  love  the  venerable  house 
We  meditate  the  day 
We  sing  of  God,  the  mighty  source 
What  image  does  my  spirit  bear 
What  must  it  be  to  dwell  above  . 
"What  pleasure,  Lord  !  thy  house  attends 
What  shall  we  ask  of  God  in  prayer    . 
What  shall  we  render,  bounteous  Lord 
What  sinners  value,  I  resign 
What  various  hindrances  we  meet    . 
What  works  of  wisdom,  power,  and  love 
When  all  the  hours  of  life  are  past   . 
When  all  thy  mercies,  0  my  God 
When,  as  returns  this  solemn  day    . 
When  darkness  long  has  veiled  my  mind 
When  grief  and  anguish  press  me  down 
When  I  can  read  my  title  clear    . 
When  Israel,  of  the  Lord  beloved     . 
When  Israel  through  the  desert  passed 
When  Jordan  hushed  his  waters  still 
When  life's  tempestuous  storms  are  o'er 
When  musing  sorrow  weeps  the  past 
When,  my  Saviour,  shall  I  be 
When  power  divine,  in  mortal  form 
When  restless  on  my  bed  I  lie     . 
When,  rising  from  the  bed  of  death  . 
When  sin  and  sorrow,  fear  and  pain     . 


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When  true  religion  gains  a  place 

When  we  devote  our  youth  to  God 

When  we,  our  weary  limbs  to  rest    . 

Wherefore  should  man,  frail  child  of  clay    . 

While  shepherds  watched  their  flocks  by  night 

While  some  in  folly's  pleasures  roll     . 

While  thee  I  seek,  protecting  Power 

While  this  day  its  light  is  shedding 

While,  with  ceaseless  course,  the  sun 

Who  is  thy  neighbour  1     He  whom  thou 

Why  do  we  mourn  departing  friends 

Why  should  the  world's  alluring  toys 

Why  should  we  lavish  out  our  years 

Why  weep  for  those,  frail  child  of  woe 

Wilt  thou  not  visit  me 

With  one  consent,  let  all  the  earth 

With  sacred  joy  we  lift  our  eyes 

With  songs  and  honors  sounding  loud 

Ye  boundless  realms  of  joy 

Ye  followers  of  the  Prince  of  Peace     . 

Ye  golden  lamps  of  heaven  !  farewell 

Ye  humble  souls,  that  seek  the  Lord    . 

Ye  servants  of  the  Lord    . 

Ye  sons  of  men,  a  feeble  race 

Yes,  there  's  a  better  world  on  high  . 

Yes,  we  shall  meet :  —  we  part  in  tears 

Ye  tribes  of  Adam,  join    . 

Ye  weak  inhabitants  of  clay 

Your  thanks  unto  the  Lord  express 

Zeal  is  that  pure  and  heavenly  flame    . 


356 

G37 
154 
464 
161 
457 
344 
47 
591 
382 
600 
529 
437 
599 
296 
37 
41 
5S7 

27 
562 
540 
189 

65 
153 
532 
5-17 

22 

87 


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GENERAL    INDEX, 


HYMNS 

Praise  and  Thanksgiving 1-37 

Worship 38-44 

The  Sabbath 45-57 

The  House  of  God 58-65 

The  Church 66-70 

Close  of  Worship 71-76 

Attributes  of  God 77-122 

Divine  Providence 123-155 

Christ  and  Christianity 156-238 

The  Scriptures 239-261 

Divine  Influences 262  -  305 

Devout  Affections 306-361 

Christian  Principles  and  Sentiments 362  -  449 

Christian  Kighteousness 450  -  455 

Particular  Virtues 456-491 

Spiritual  Culture 492,    493 

Human  Life 494-507 

Death 508-522 

Judgment  and  Futurity        .         .        . "      .        .         .        .  523  -  528 

Heaven 529-548 

Baptism 549-551 

Communion 552-565 

Fast      .         .      -  .' 566-569 

Our  Country 570,    571 

Missionary  Occasions 572,    573 

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HYMNS 

The  Seasons  of  the  Year 574-591 

Funeral  Occasions 592  -  594 

Death  of  the  Righteous 595-604 

Death  of  the  Young 605-608 

Christian  Preparation 609 

Ordination  and  Dedication 610,    611 

Morning  and  Evening 612-632 

Family  Devotion 633-635 

Early  Piety 636-641 

Christian  Parting 642,    643 


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INDEX    OF    AUTHORS. 


Addison,  Joseph,  80,  126,  287,  420,  526. 

Ancient  Hymns,  198. 

Anonymous,  1,  48,  73,  176,  180,  193,  212, 
321,  324,  351,  372,  378,  3S9,  395,  401, 
406,  407,  410,  413,  433,  462,  511,  532, 
547,  551,  593,  606,  609,  615,  629,  632. 

Arbuckle,  96. 

Bancroft,  641. 

Barbauld,  Mrs.  Anna  L.,  24,  53,  56,  195, 

218,  386,  391,  488,  515,  528,  603. 
Bath  Collection,  366. 
Beaumont,  491. 
Beddome,  Rev.  Benjamin,  250,  254,  270, 

371,  397,  461. 
Belfast  Collection,  605. 
Birmingham  Collection,  562. 
Bowden,  537. 
Bowring,  Dr.  John,  3,  114,  120,  160,  185, 

205,  257,  553,  563,  630. 
Brown,  Mrs.,  315. 
Browne,  Rev.  Simon,  8, 102,  145,  265,  376, 

381   582 
Bryant,  William  C,  517. 
Bums,  Robert,  93,  454. 
Butcher,  Rev.  Edmund,  178,  395,  543. 

Campbell,  Thomas,  165.' 

Cappe's  Selection,  276. 

Carmina  Sacra,  47. 

Carter,  Mrs.  Elizabeth,  443. 

Cawood,  163. 

Cennick,  527. 

Chandler,  566. 

Christian  Psalmist,  255,  256,  268,  545,  589, 

622. 
Christian  Disciple,  483. 
Collyer,  Rev.  Dr.  William  B.,  191. 
Conder,  Jos  i  ah,  411. 
Cotterill,  Mrs.,  400. 
Cotton,  Dr.  Nathaniel,  445,  457. 
Cowper,  William,  69,  143,  151,  179,  225, 

243,  302,  303,  307,  310,  326,  334,  367, 

369,  402,  444. 
Crabbe,  220. 

Darwin,  440. 

Doddridge,  Rev.  Dr.  Philip,  14,  32,  52,  87, 
91,  109,  118,  124,' 127,  130,  137,  138,  139, 
140,  150,  170,  181,  184,  189,  194,  210, 
224,  227,  228,  231,  237,  272,  278,  280, 


297,  299,  304,  314,  332,  333,  343,  352, 
355,  359,  360,  422,  427,  435,  436,  437, 
467,  471,  476,  487,  495,  496,  501,  504, 
506,  507,  509,  521,  531,  540,  550,  555, 
559,  573,  574,  576,  581,  583,  626,  633, 
643. 

Drennan,  Dr.  William,  39. 

Drummond,  Rev.  Dr.  William  H.,  159, 
370,  567. 

Dryden,  John,  292. 

Dublin  Collection,  557. 

Duncan,  199. 

Dyer,  George,  568. 

Edinburgh  Literary  Review,  311. 
Emerson,  R.  W.,  63: 
Enfield,  Rev.  Dr.  William,  213,  464. 
Enfield's  Selection,  558. 
Episcopal  Collection,  259,  510,  541,  614. 
Evangelical  Lutheran  Collection,  186. 
Exeter  Collection.  123,  249,  341,  447,  500, 
561,  565. 

Fergus,  579. 
Fletcher,  Miss,  390. 
Follen,  Mrs.  Eliza  L.,  202. 
Freeman,  Rev.  James,  586. 
Frothingham,  Rev.  N.  L.,  167,  232,  493, 

563,  564. 
Furness,  Rev.  William  H.,  217. 

Gaskell,  Rev.  William,  29. 
Gentleman's  Magazine,  627. 
Gibbons,  Dr.  Thomas,  79,  639. 
Gilman,   Rev.    Samuel,   translation  from 

the  German,  549. 
Green,  580. 
Gregg,  200. 

Hammond,  203. 

Hawkesworth,  Dr.  John,  619. 

Hay  ward,  55. 

Heber,  Bishop,   117,  294,  342,  508,  571, 

572,  604,  631,  636. 
Heginbotham,    Rev.    Ottiwell,   147,    149, 

588. 
Hemans,  Mrs.  Felicia  D.,  183,  516,  594. 
Herbert,  Rev.  George,  282, 
Hogg,  82. 

Home,  Bishop,  585. 
Humphries,  T.,  421. 


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INDEX    OF    AUTHORS. 


Jervis,  Rev.  Thornas,  41,  434. 

Johns,  318. 

Johnson,  Dr.  Samuel,  274. 

Keble,  81,  192,  485. 
Kenn,  Bishop,  617,  625. 
Kippis,  94. 

Liverpool  Old  Collection,  144. 
Liverpool  P.  S.  Collection,  544. 
Liverpool  R.  S.  Collection,  36, 166, 27 J ,  453. 
Logan,  Rev.  John,  300,  513. 
Loring,  William  J.,  599. 
A.  C.  L.,  110,  283. 

Mackay,  Mrs.,  602. 

Madan's  Collection,  463. 

Mason,  211. 

Merrick,  Rev.  James,   11,   19,  281,  350, 

416,  502. 
Methodist,  554. 

Methodist  Collection,  201,  309. 
Middleton,  Bishop,  577. 
Miles,  Mrs.  S.  P.,  404. 
Milman,  Rev.  H.  H.,  419. 
Milton,  John,  9,  62,  156,  168. 
Moir,  608. 
Montgomery,  James,  2,  15,  17,  134,  152, 

173,   216,  305,  306,  303,  313,  320,  327, 

380,  441,  492,  524,  569. 
Moore,  Rev.  H.,  103,  261,  269,  340,  522, 

525. 
Moore,  Thomas,  121,  221,  425. 
Moravian,  267,  325,  479. 

Needham,  Rev.  John,  171. 

New  England  Version,  7. 

Newton,  Rev.  John,  46,  75,  76,  235,  338, 

357,  414,  417,  474,  575,  591,  642. 
Noel,  B.  W.,  408,  482. 
Norton,  Andrews,  439,  598. 

Ogilvie,  Rev.  John,  25. 
Oliver,  335. 
Olney  Hymns,  503. 

Park,  23. 

Patrick,  Bishop,  4,  161. 

Peabody,  Rev.  W.  B.  O.,  382,  514,  534. 

Pierpont,  Rev.  John,  610,  611,  621. 

Pope,  Alexander,  234,  317,  512. 

Pope's  Collection,  133. 

Prince's  N.  E.  Version  of  Psalms,  65,  377. 

Proud,  356. 

Raffles,  Rev.  Thomas,  316. 
Rippon's  Collection,  293,  548. 
Roscoe,  Miss,  399. 
Roscoe,  William,  6,  570. 
Ryland,  426. 

Salisbury  Collection,  5,  60,  279. 


Sandys,  George,  10. 
Scotch  Paraphrases,  207,  275,  452. 
Scotch  Version  of  the  Psalms,  131. 
Scott,  J.,  142,  169,  188,  223,  260,  322,  385, 

392,  396,  456,  459,  466,  498. 
Scott,  Sir  Walter,  155. 
Sears,  Rev.  Edmund  H.,  164. 
Shirley,  J.,  505. 
Smart.  83,  264. 
Smith,  Rev.  S.  F.,  74. 
Smith,  Sir  J.  E.,  222. 
Spirit  of  the  Psalms,  51,  158,  295. 
Steele,  Mrs.  Anna,  214,  219,  246,  266,  277, 

354,  418,  432,  438,  442,  446,  473,  519, 

529,  530,  535,  539,  607,  616. 
Stennett.  Joseph.  54,  182. 
Sternhold,  89,  132. 

Tappan,  W.  B.,  546. 

Tate,  Nahum,  and  Brady,  Rev.  Dr.  Nich- 
olas, 16,  27,  28,  31,  37,  44,  85,  97,  108, 
111,  128,  154,  248,  423,  449,  451,  455. 

Taylor,  Miss  E.,  59,  197,  560,  584. 

Taylor,  J.,  13,  21,  26,  35,  384,  388,  431, 
448,  497,  590. 

Thomson,  105. 

Toplady's  Collection,  71. 

Turner,  D.,  363. 

Very,  Jones,  122,  296. 

R.  Walker's  Collection,  187. 

Ware,  Rev.  Henry,  Jr.,  190,  262,  403. 

Watts,  12,  18,  20,  22,  30,  33,  34,  38,  40, 
42,  43,  45,  49,  50,  57,  58,  61,  64,  66,  67, 
70,  72,  77,  78,  84,  86,  88,  90,  92,  95,  98, 
99,  100,  101, 104,  106,  107,  112,  113,  115, 
116,  119,  125,  129,  135,  136,  141,  146, 
148,  153,  162,  172,  174,  177,  196,  204, 
206.  208,  209,  215,  226,  229,  230,  233, 
236',  238,  239,  240,  241,  242,  244,  245, 
247,  251,  252,  253,  258,  284,  288,  293, 
301,  312,  323,  32S,  336,  339,  346,  347, 
353,  358,  361,  362,  364,  363,  373,  374, 
375,  379,  333,  337,  393,  398,  409,  424, 
423,  429,  430,  450,  453,  460,  465,  468, 
469,  470,  475,  477,  478,  481,  484,  489, 
490,  494,  499,  513,  520,  533,  536,  533, 
556,  587,  592,  595,  596,  600,  612,  613, 
618,  620,  623,  624,  628,  635,  637,  640. 

Wesley,  Rev.  Charles,  63,  157,  175,  2S6, 
330,  405,  472,  436,  523,  542,  601,  634, 
633. 

Weslev's  Collection,  235,  239,  319,  329, 
.331,  337,  578. 

Weslev.  J.,  412.  .5.52. 

VTesleyan,  263,  273,  291,  315,  348,  349, 
415. 

Williams,  Miss  Helen  M.,  344. 

Wilson,  597. 

Wotlon,  Sir  H.,  480. 

Wreford,  Rev.  John  R.,  365. 


INDEX    OF    SUBJECTS. 


Praise  and  Thanksgiving. 
Solemn  Invocation,  1.  —  Praise,  Worship,  Adoration,  2  -5.  —  Hymn  to  the  Deity,  6. 

—  Thanks  and  Praise,  7-9.—  Harmony  of  Praise,  10,11.  —  Sincere  Praise,  12. — 
God  of  Mercy  adored,  13.  — Hymns  of  Praise,  Thanksgiving,  and  Glory  to  God,  14- 
25.  —  Surrounding  the  Mercy-seat,  26.  —  Praise,  Thanksgiving,  27,  28,  30.  —  Doxol- 
ogy,  29.  —  Worship  and  Praise,  31  -  37. 

Worship. 
Praise  to  our  Creator,  38.  —  God  may  be  worshipped  in  every  Place,  39.  —  Joy 
and  Blessing  of  Worship  and  Homage,  40,  41.  —  Public  Worship,  42-44. 

The  Sabbath. 
The  Lord's  Day  Morning,  45, 47  -  50,  54,  55.  —  Sabbath  in  the  Sanctuary,  46.  —  De- 
lights of  the  Sabbath,  51.  —  Eternal  Sabbath,  52.  —Sabbath  of  the  Soul,  53.  —  Sacri- 
fice of  the  Heart,  56.  —  The  Lord's  Day,  57 

The  House  op  God. 
Blessings  of  Public  Worship,  58.  —  Invitation  to  God's  House,  59.  —  God's  Presence 
in  his  House,  60.  — Going  to  Church,  61.  —  Delight  in  God's  House,  62.  — The  House 
our  Fathers  built  to  God,  63.  —  Delight  in  Worship,  64,  65. 

The  Church. 
God  and  his  Church.  66.  —  A  Church  established,  67.  —  The  Church  below  and 
above,  68.  —For  Social  Worship,  69.  —  Religious  Meetings,  70. 

Close  of  Worship. 
Dismission  Hymn,  71.  —  Universal  Praise,  72.  — Close  of  Worship:   Evening,  73. 

—  Sabbath  Evening,  74.  —  Benediction,  75.  —  Prayer  for  a  Blessing,  76. 

Attributes  of  God. 
Creation  and  Providence,  77-85. — Greatness,  Dominion,  Majesty,  Eternity,  Sov- 
ereignty, Incomprehensibleness,  85-90,  95,  100.  —  Omnipresence,  Wisdom,  Goodness, 
96-99,  102,  105,  112,  113.  —  Invisibleness,  91,  101.— Love  and  Mercy,  103,  104,  111, 
120,  121.  —  God  all  in  all,  106. — Compassion,  Care,  Condescension,  Kindness,  107- 
110,  114,  117,  122.  —  Pardoning  Grace,  Holiness,  115,  116. — Goodness  in  Afflictions, 
118.— Faithfulness,  119. 

Divine  Providence. 
Its  Goodness,  Comfort,  Support,  123- 125.  —  Care  through  Life,  126. —Care  for 
our  Frailty,  127.  —  Benefits  from  Generation  to  Generation,  128  -  130.  —  God  our  Shep- 
herd, 131 -134. —  Divine  Watch,  Protection,  Encouragement,  Bounties,  Decrees,  135 
-141.  —  Folly  of  Self-Dependence.  142  — Mystery  and  Benignity  of  Providence,  143. 

—  Gifts  of,  144,  145.  —Changes  of  Life,  146,  147.  -  Darkness  of  Providence.  148.  — 


XXVlll  INDEX    OF    SUBJECTS. 

Praising  God  in  Life  and  Death,  149.  —  Gentleness  of  God's  Commands,  150.  —Wel- 
come Cross,  151.  —  God  the  Soul's  Rest.  152.  —  Protection,  Victory,  and  Deliverance, 
153.  —  Judah  in  Bondage,  and  God's  Deliverance,  154,  155. 

Christ  and  Christianity. 
Christ's  Coming,  156  -  160.  —  Appearance  and  Song  of  the  Angels,  161  -  163.  —  Na- 
tivity, 164,  165,  163.  — Christ's  Mission  and  Manifestation,  166,  167,  169,  170.— 
Christ  the  Light  of  the  World,  171.  —  Messiah's  Coming  and  Kingdom,  172,  173. — 
Glory  and  Grace  in  Christ,  174.  175. —  "Let  there  be  light,"  176,  180. —Miracles, 
177,  178.  —Jesus  hasting  to  surfer,  179.  —Christ's  Submission,  181,  182.  —  "  Peace  ! 
be  still !  "  183.  — Cross  of  Christ,  184,  185.  —  Sufferings,  Death,  Resurrection,  Ascen- 
sion, 186-191,  193.  — -'Abide  with  us,"  192.  —  Christ  seen  of  Angels,  194. —  The 
Lord's  Day,  195,  196. —  Love  to  Christ,  Rejoicing  in  Christ,  Glorification  of  Christ, 
197-  199.  —Not  ashamed  of  Jesus,  200.  —Following  Christ,  201.  — Resignation,  202. 

—  Song  of  Moses  and  the  Lamb,  203,  204.  —  "  Glorify  thy  name,"  205.  —  Christ's 
Kingdom,  206,  207.  —  Moses  and  Christ,  208.  —  Christ's  Commission,  209. —  Salva- 
tion by  Grace.  210.  —  Christ  the  Image  of  the  Invisible  God,  211.  —  Christ  our  Ex- 
emplar and  Leader,  212-217,  229.  —  Christ's  Invitations,  218-220.  — "  Come,  ye  dis- 
consolate," 221.  —  "  Lo,  it  is  I,"  222.  — Gospel  Privileges,  Obligations,  and  Efficacy, 
223,  224.  — Glory  of  Redemption  and  Salvation,  225-228.  —  "  Take  my  yoke  upon 
you,"  230.  —  Tne  Christian  Warrior,  231.  —  The  Church,  232  -  237.  —  The  God  of  the 
Gentiles,  238. 

The  Scriptures. 
Prophecy  and  Inspiration,  239. —Works  and  Word  of  God,  210 - 250.  —  Blessed- 
ness, Excellence,  Light,  and  Guidance  of  the  Scriptures,  251  -254.  — The  Seed  of  the 
Word,  255,  256.  — Jesus  preaching  the  Gospel,  257.  —  Gospel  Invitations,  258,  259.  — 
Meekness  and  Candor  in  investigating  Divine  Truth,  260.  —  Unrivalled  Beauty  and 
Glory  of  Religion,  261. 

Divine  Influences. 
Divine  Guidance  and  Aid,  262-269. — Praver  for  Divine  Influence  and  Blessing, 
270-273,  276.  278,  279,  2S6.  —  God  our  Light  and  Strength,  274,  275.  —  Transforming 
Vision  of  God,  277.  — Divine  Teachings,  280-282.  —Safety  and  Confidence  in  God, 
233,  234.  —Prayer  for  Christian  Principles,  235.  —  God  the  Refuge  of  the  Just,  237.  — 
Seeking  God,  233.  — Deliverances  acknowledged,  289.  —  The  Heart  given  to  God.  290. 

—  The  Whispers  of  Grace,  291.  —  "  Veni,  Creator  Spiritus,"  292.  —  Prayer  for  the 
Spirit,  293.  —  Pentecost,  294.  —The  Holy  Spirit  the  Comforter.  295.  —  Desire  for  God's 
Presence.  296.  —  God  the  Salvation  of  his  People,  297.  —  Spiritual  Influences,  293.  — 
Li  vine  Water.  299.  —  Heavenly  Wisdom.  300,  301.  —  Human  Frailty  and  Temptation, 
302,  303.  —  Choice  of  the  Better  Part,  304.  —  Solomon's  Prayer  for  Wisdom,  305. 

Devout  Affections. 

Preparation  and  Lonely  Prayer,  306,  307.  —  Praver.  everywhere,  without  ceasing, 

and  Hope,  303-312.  —  "  Ask,  and  ye  shall  receive","  313.  —  Secret  Prayer.  314,  315. 

Hour  of  Prayer.  316.  —Universal  Praver,  317.  —  "  Thy  kingdom  come,"  318,  319.  — 

Lord's  Prayer,  320,  321.  —  Prayer,  322.  —  Adoption.  323.  —  "  Thy  will  be  done,"  324. 

—  Seeking  after  God.  325  -  327.  —  Worship  of  Heaven,  328.  —  Promised  Rest,  329.  — 
Rejoicing  in  God,  Love  of  God,  Seeking  Knowledge  of  God,  Walking  with  God,  God 
our  Guide,  Waiting  on  God,  330-336.  —True  Wisdom,  337.  —  Child  of  God,  333.  — 
Earth  unsatisfying.  339.  —  Imploring  Preservation  from  Sin,  and  Watchfulness.  340, 
311.— Seeking  Refuge  and  Rest,  342,  343.  —  Habitual  Devotion.  344. —Temple  of 
God.  345.  —  A  Sight  of  God.  346.  —  Breathing  after  Holiness  and  God,  347  -  352.  361 . 

—  Heavenly  Joy  on  Earth.  353.  —  God  our  Benefactor,  354.  —  Love  to  Christ.  355.  — 
Happiness,  Hidden  Strength,  and  Life  of  the  Christian,  356-359.  — Christ's  Service, 
360. 

Christian  Principles  and  Sentiments. 
Evidence,  Power,  Rule.  Increase,  Strength.  Joy,  and  Peace  of  Faith,  362-367. — 
Living  and  Dead  Faith,  363-370. —  Christian  Unity,  37].  — God  is  Love.  372.  444.— 
Love  to  God,  373.  — God  our  Happiness.  374.  —  Love  to  God  and  Man,  375,  376,  3-^4. 

—  Brotherly  Love.  377,  330.  —  Humility,  Tenderness.  Sympathy,  Compassion,  378, 
33.-,  3sf,.  _  Charity,  379,  331.  332.  395.  —  Religion  vain  without  Love,  333.  —  The  Be- 


INDEX    OF    SUBJECTS.  XXIX 

atitudes,  337.  —  Beneficence,  Charitable  Zeal,  Kindly  Judgment,  338-  390.  —  Pious 
Friendship,  391.  —  Forms  without  Piety,  392,  394.  —  Matt.  iii.  9,  393.  —Fear  of  God, 
and  Submission,  396  -  402.  —  Right  Use  of  Sickness,  403.  —  Support  in  Affliction  and 
Weakness,  404,  405.  —  Praise  in  Affliction.  406.  —  Rejoicing,  Hoping  in  God,  407,  408. 

—  Preservation  by  Day  and  Night,  409.  —  Ingratitude  lamented,  410.  —  Daily  Bread, 
411.  —  Reliance  and  Trust,  412  -  423,  443,  447, 448.  —  God  our  Portion,  424.  —  God  our 
Health,  425,  427.  —  Our  Times  in  his  Hand,  426.  —  Aged  Saint's  Reflection  and  Hope, 
428.  —Seeking  Pardon  and  Aid,  429.  —  Penitence,  430-432.  —  Peace  and  Comfort,  433, 
434.  —  Inconstancy  in  Religion,  435.  —  Intercession  for  the  Thoushtless,  436.  —  One 
Thing  needful,  437.  —  Self-examination,  438.  —  Trust  and  Resignation,  439 -441. — 
God's  Parental  Character,  442.  —  Contentment  and  Resignation,  445.  — God  our  Ref- 
uge, 446.  —  God  the  Defence  of  the  Just,  449. 

Christian  Righteousness. 
Righteous  and  Wicked,  450-455. 

Particular  Virtues. 
Justice,  456.  —  Good  Conscience,  457,  458. — Toleration.  Sincerity,  Self-examination, 
Humility,  459-465,  475.  —Meekness,  Patience,  Fortitude,  466-469. —  Holiness  and 
Grace,  470.  —  Watchfulness,  Resolution,  471  -473.  —Zeal,  474,  476,  478.  —  Christian 
Race,  477.  —  Christian  encouraged,  479,  483.  —  Happy  Life,  480.  —  Retirement,  Med- 
itation, 431,  482.  — Communion  of  Saints,  484.  —  "  Keep  them  from  the  evil,"  485. 

—  Watching,  486.  —  Fear  of  God,  487.  —  Christian  Warfare,  488.  —  Preserving 
Grace,  489.  —  No  Rest  on  Earth,  490.  —  Inward  Peace,  491. 

Spiritual  Culture. 
Seed-time,  Sowing  of  the  Seed,  492,  493. 

Human  Life. 
Vanity  and  Uncertainty  of  Mortal  Life,  494,  495.  —Redeeming  Time,  496.  —  True 
Length  of  Life,  497.  — Importance  of  Time,  498.  — Day  of  Grace,  499.  —Day  of  Life 
declining,  This  Life  leading  to  another,  500,  501 .  —  Trials  of  Virtue,  502.  —  Instability 
of  Worldly  Enjoyments,  503.  — Weeping  Seed-time  and  joyful  Harvest,  504.  — Tran- 
sitory Honor,  505.  —  Highway  to  Zion,  506.  —  World  passing,  507. 

Death. 
Man's  Mortality,  508.  —  State  of  our  Fathers,  509.  —  "  I  would  not  live  alway," 
510.  — Dying  Christian,  511-516. —Blessed  Mourning,  517.— Life,  Death,  Resur- 
rection, 518-521.  —True  Pleasures,  522. 

Judgment  and  Futurity. 
Contemplation  of  the  Judgment,  523.  —  Issues  of  Life  and  Death,  524.  —  Unfading 
Beauty,  525.  —  Hope  in  Divine  Mercy,  526.  —  Christian  Pilgrim,  527,  528. 

Heaven. 
Looking  at  Things  unseen,  529.  — Resignation  and  Hope,  530.  —  Approaching  Sal- 
vation, 531.  —  Christian  supported,  532.  —  Heaven  invisible,  holy,  blessed,  533-540, 
546.  — Song  of  the  Redeemed,  541.  —  Reunion  of  Friends  in  Heaven,  542,  544.  — Fi- 
nal Acceptance  of  all  who  fear  God,  543.  —  Foretaste  of  Heaven,  545.  —  Meeting  of 
Saints  in  Heaven,  547.  —  Aspiring  to  Heaven,  548. 

Baptism. 
Hymn  for  Baptism,  Christ's  Regard  for  little  Children,  Baptism,  549-551. 

Communion. 
"  Two  or  three  met  together  in  my  name,"  552.  —  Communion  Hymns,  553,  556.  — 
Presence  of  Jesus,  554.  —  Communion  with  God  and  Christ,  555.  —  "In  remembrance 
of  me,"  557,  564.  — Lord's  Supper,  558,  559.  —  Dispositions  proper  for  the  Commun- 
ion, 560.  — Love  of  Jesus,  561.  —For  Communicants,  562.  —  "And  he  took  bread  and 
gave  thanks,"  563.  —  After  Communion,  565. 

Fast. 
Fasting,  566,  567.  —  Day  of  Humiliation,  563.  —  Restoration  of  God's  Favor,  569. 


XXX  INDEX    OF    SUBJECTS. 

Our  Country. 
National  Blessings,  570.  —  Prayer  for  our  Country,  571. 

Missionary  Occasions. 
Missionary  Hymn,  572.  —  The  Gospel  Ministry,  573. 

The  Seasons  of  the  Year. 
New  Year,  574  -  580.  —  Beginning  or  End  of  the  Year,  581  -  583.  —  Changing  Year, 
584.  —  Autumn  Warnings,  585.  —  Imitation  of  Thompson's  Hymn  on  the  Seasons, 
586.  —  Changing  Seasons  under  Providence,  587. — God's  Goodness  in  each  Season, 
5S8.  —Thanks  for  Harvest,  589,  590.  —  Shortness  of  Life,  591. 

Funeral  Occasions. 
A  Funeral  Thought,  592.  —  Dirge,  593.  —  Funeral  Prayer,  594. 

Death  of  the  Righteous. 

Death  a  Blessing  to  them,  595-598.  —  Consolation  for  the  Loss  of  pious  Friends, 

599.  —Death  and  Burial  of  a  Saint,  600.  —  Adieu  to  a  departed  Christian  Friend,  601. 

—  Sleeping  in  Jesus,  602.  —Following  the  Dead  in  Hope,  603.  —  Funeral  Hymn,  604. 

Death  of  the  Young. 
Death  of  an  Infant,  605.  —  Death  of  a  Child,  606  -  608. 
Christian  Preparation. 
"  Be  thou  ready,"  609. 

Ordination  and  Dedication. 
Ordination  Hymn,  610.  —  Dedication  Hymn,  611. 

Morning  and  Evening. 
Morning  Hymn,  612-619,  (For  a  Child)  621.  — Morning  or  Evening,  620,  622.— 
Evening  Hymn.  623-626,  632.  —Daily  Protection,  627.  —  God's  daily  Goodness,  62S. 

—  Self-examination  for  the  Evening,  629.  —Nature's  Evening  Hymn,  630.  —  Evening 
Aspiration,  631. 

Family  Devotion. 
Praise  for  Family  Blessings,  633.  —  Domestic  Worship,  634.  —  Family  Affection  from 
Religious  Principle,  635.  —Early  Religion,  636,  637,  639.  —The  Parent's  Prayer.  635. 

—  Instruction  to  the  Young  from  Scripture,  640.  —  On  becoming  acquainted '  with 
God,  641. 

Christian  Parting. 
Hymn  at  Parting,  642.  —  The  Christian  Farewell,  643. 


HYMNS. 


PRAISE   AND   THANKSGIVING. 

6  &  4  s.  M.  _L  .  Anonymous. 

Solemn  Invocation. 

i    Come,  thou  Almighty  King  ! 
Help  us  thy  name  to  sing ; 

Help  us  to  praise  ! 
Father  all-glorious, 
O'er  all  victorious, 
Come  and  reign  over  us, 
Ancient  of  Days ! 

2  Come,  thou  all-gracious  Lord  ! 
By  heaven  and  earth  adored, 

Our  prayer  attend ! 
Come,  and  thy  children  bless  ; 
Give  thy  good  word  success ; 
Make  thine  own  holiness 

On  us  descend ! 

3  Never  from  us  depart ; 
Rule  thou  in  every  heart 

Hence  evermore  ! 
Thy  sovereign  majesty 
May  we  in  glory  see, 
And  to  eternity 

Love  and  adore. 


PRAISE    AND    THANKSGIVING. 

S.  M.  & .  Montgomery. 

Exhortation  to  Praise. 

i      Stand  up  and  bless  the  Lord, 
Ye  people  of  his  choice  ; 
Stand  up,  and  bless  the  Lord  your  God 
With  heart,  and  soul,  and  voice. 

2  Though  high  above  all  praise, 
Above  all  blessing  high, 

Who  would  not  fear  his  holy  name, 
And  laud  and  magnify  ? 

3  O  for  the  living  flame 
From  his  own  altar  brought, 

To  touch  our  lips,  our  minds  inspire, 
And  wing  to  heaven  our  thought ! 

4  There,  with  benign  regard, 
Our  hymns  he  deigns  to  hear  ; 

Though  unrevealed  to  mortal  sense. 
The  spirit  feels  him  near. 

5  Stand  up  and  bless  the  Lord, 
The  Lord  your  God  adore  ; 

Stand  up  and  bless  his  glorious  name 
Henceforth  for  evermore. 


C.  M.  O.  Boweing. 

Pure  Worship. 

The  offerings  to  thy  throne  which  rise. 
Of  mingled  praise  and  prayer, 

Are  but  a  worthless  sacrifice 
Unless  the  heart  is  there. 

2 


PEAISE    AND    THANKSGIVING. 

2   Upon  thine  all-discerning  ear 
Let  no  vain  words  intrude  ; 
No  tribute  but  the  vow  sincere,  — 
The  tribute  of  the  good. 

a   My  offerings  will  indeed  be  blest, 
If  sanctified  by  thee,  — 
If  thy  pure  Spirit  touch  my  breast 
With  its  own  purity. 

4    O,  may  that£pirit  warm  my  heart 
To  piety  and  love, 
And  to  life's  lowly  vale  impart 
Some  rays  from  heaven  above ! 


C.  M.  4.  Patrick. 

A  General  Hymn  of  Praise. 

i    O  God  !  we  praise  thee,  and  confess 
That  thou  the  only  Lord 
And  everlasting  Father  art, 
By  all  the  earth  adored. 

2  To  thee  all  angels  cry  aloud, 

To  thee  the  powers  on  high, 
Both  cherubim  and  seraphim, 
Continually  do  cry,  — 

3  "  O  holy,  holy,  holy  Lord, 

Whom  heavenly  hosts  obey  ! 
The  world  is  with  the  glory  filled 
Of  thy  majestic  sway." 

4  The  apostles'  glorious  company, 

And  prophets  crowned  with  light, 
With  all  the  martyrs'  noble  host, 
Thy  constant  praise  recite. 


PRAISE    AND    THANKSGIVING. 

5    The  holy  Church  throughout  the  world, 
O  Lord!  confesses  thee, 
That  thou  eternal  Father  art, 
Of  boundless  majesty. 

7  s.  M.  0 .  Salisbury  Cot,. 

Humble  Adoration. 

i    Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord  ! 

Be  thy  glorious  name  adored ; 
Lord  !  thy  mercies  never  fail  ; 
Hail,  celestial  goodness,  hail ! 

2  Though  unworthy,  Lord,  thine  ear, 
Deign  our  humble  songs  to  hear  ; 
Purer  praise  we  hope  to  bring, 
When  around  thy  throne  we  sing. 

3  While  on  earth  ordajned_to_stay, 
Guide  our  footsteps  in  thy  wav ; 
Then  on  high  we  '11  joyful  raise 
Songs  of  everlasting  praise. 

4  Lord  !  thy  mercies  never  fail  ; 
Hail,  celestial  goodness,  hail ! 
Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord ! 

Be  thy  glorious  name  adored. 

L.  M.  0.  Roscoe. 

Hymn  to  the  Deity. 

i    Let  one  loud  song  of  praise  arise 

To  God,  whose  goodness  ceaseless  flows; 
Who  dwells  enthroned  beyond  the  skies, 
And  life  and  breath  on  all  bestows. 


PRAISE    AND    THANKSGIVING. 

2  Let  all  of  good  this  bosom  fires, 

To  him,  sole  good,  give  praises  due ; 
Let  all  the  truth  himself  inspires 
Unite  to  sing  him  only  true. 

3  Injudent  adoration  joined, 

Obedient  to  thy  holy  will, 
Let  all  our  faculties  combined 

Thy  just  commands,  O  God,  fulfil. 

4  O,  may  the  solemn-breathing  sound 

Like  incense"  rise  before  thy  throne, 
Where  thou,  whose  glory  knows  no  bound, 
Great  Cause  of  all  things,  dwell'st  alone. 

CM.  /  .  New  Eng.  Version. 

Psalm  107. 

i    Your  thanks  unto  the  Lord  express, 
Because  that  good  is  he  ; 
Because  his  loving-kindnesses 
Last  to  eternity. 

2  So  say  the  Lord's  redeemed,  whom  bought 

He  hath  from  enemies'  hands  ; 
And  from  the  east  and  west  hath  brought, 
From  south  and  northern  lands. 

3  Then  did  they  to  Jehovah  cry, 

When  they  were  in  distress, 
Who  did  them  set  at  liberty 
Out  of  their  anguishes. 

4  O  that  men  praise  Jehovah  would, 

For  his  great  goodness  then, 
And  for  his  wonders  manifold 
Unto  the  sons  of  men ! 

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PRAISE    AND    THANKSGIVING. 

L.  M.  O.  Browne. 

Praise  to  the  Only  True  God.     Psalm  86. 

i    Eternal  God,  Almighty  Cause 

Of  earth,  and  seas,  and  worlds  unknown  ! 
All  things  are  subject  to  thy  laws  ; 
All  things  depend  on  thee  alone. 

2   Thy  glorious  being  singly  stands, 
Of  all  within  itself  possessed  ; 
Controlled  by  none  are  thy  commands ; 
Thou  in  thyself  alone  art  blessed. 


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Worship  to  thee  alone  belongs  ; 

Worship  to  thee  alone  we  give ; 
Thine  be  our  hearts,  and  thine  our  songs, 

And  to  thy  glory  may  we  live. 

Lord,  spread  thy  name  through  heathen  lands ; 

Their  idol  deities  dethrone  ; 
Subdue  the  world  to  thy  commands, 

And  reign,  as  thou  art,  God  alone. 

P.  M.  9.  Milton. 

Praise  to  God.     Psalm  136. 

i    Let  us.  with  a  gladsome  mind, 
Praise  the  Lord,  for  he  is  kind  ; 
For  his  mercies  aye  endure, 
Ever  faithful,  ever  sure. 


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Let  us  blaze  his  name  abroad, 
For  of  gods  he  is  the  God  ; 
For  his  mercies,  &c. 


PRAISE    AND    THANKSGIVING. 

3  Who,  by  his  all-commanding  might, 
Did  fill  the  new-made  world  with  light  ; 
For  his  mercies,  &c. 

4  And  caused  the  golden-tressed  sun 
All  day  long  his  course  to  run  ; 
For  his  mercies,  &c. 

5  The  horned  moon  to  shine  by  night 
Amongst  her  spangled  sisters  bright  j 
For  his  mercies,  &c. 

6  His  chosen  people  he  did  bless 
In  the  wasteful  wilderness  ; 
For  his  mercies,  &c. 

t  He  hath,  with  a  piteous  eye, 
Beheld  us  in  our  misery  ; 
For  his  mercies,  &c. 

8  All  his  creatures  he  doth  feed  ; 

And  with  full  hand  supplies  their  need  ; 
For  his  mercies,  &c. 

9  Let  us,  therefore,  warble  forth 
His  mighty  majesty  and  worth  ; 
For  his  mercies,  &c. 

7  s.  M.  1U.  Sandys. 

Harmony  of  Praise. 

i  Thou,  who  sitt'st  enthroned  above  ! 
Thou,  in  whom  we  live  and  move  ! 
Thou,  who  art  most  great,  most  high  ! 
God,  from  all  eternity  ! 

2  O,  how  sweet,  how  excellent, 
'T  is  when  tongue  and  heart  consent, 


PRAISE    AND    THANKSGIVING. 

Grateful  hearts  and  joyful  tongues, 
Hymning  thee  in  tuneful  songs ! 

3  When  the  morning  paints  the  skies, 
When  the  stars  of  evening  rise, 
We  thy  praises  will  record, 
Sovereign  Ruler  !  mighty  Lord  ! 

4  Decks  the  spring  with  flowers  the  field  ? 
Harvest  rich  doth  autumn  yield  ? 
Giver  of  all  good  below ! 

Lord !  from  thee  these  blessings  flow. 

5  Sovereign  Ruler  !  mighty  Lord  ! 
We  thy  praises  will  record  : 
Giver  of  these  blessings  !  we 
Pour  the  grateful  song  to  thee. 


7  s.  M.  11.  Merrick. 

The  same  subject.     Psalm  150. 

i    Praise,  O  praise  the  name  divine  ! 
Praise  him  at  the  hallowed  shrine  ' 
Let  the  firmament  on  high 
To  its  Maker's  praise  reply. 

2  Let  his  acts  and  power  supreme 
To  your  songs  suggest  a  theme  ; 
Let  the  organ  in  his  praise 
Learn  its  loudest  notes  to  raise. 

3  All  who  vital  health  enjoy, 

In  his  praise  that  health  employ, 
And  in  one  great  chorus  join  ; 
Praise,  O  praise  the  name  divine  ! 


PRAISE    AND    THANKSGIVING. 

S.  M.  12.  Watts. 

Sincere  Praise. 

i      Almighty  Maker,  God ! 

How  wondrous  is  thy  name ! 
Thy  glories  how  diffused  abroad 
Through  the  creation's  frame  ! 

2     Nature  in  every  dress 
Her  humble  homage  pays, 
And  finds  a  thousand  ways  to  express 
Thine  undissembled  praise. 

a      The  lark  mounts  up  the  sky 
With  unambitious  song, 
And  bears  her  Maker's  praise  on  high 
Upon  her  artless  tongue. 

4  My  soul  would  rise  and  sing 
To  her  Creator  too  ; 

Fain  would  my  tongue  adore  my  King. 
And  pay  the  worship  due. 

5  And  yet  the  songs  I  frame 
Are  faithless  to  thy  cause. 

And  steal  the  honors  of  thy  name 

To  build  their  own  applause, 

6  Thy  glories  I  abate, 

Or  praise  thee  with  design  ; 
Some  of  thy  favors  I  forget, 
Or  think  the  merit  mine. 

7  Create  my  soul  anew, 

Else  all  my  worship  's  vain  : 
This  wretched  heart  will  ne'er  be  true, 
Until  't  is  formed  again. 


PRAISE    AND    THANKSGIVING. 

8  &  7  s.  M.  1  O  .  J.  Taylor. 

The  God  of  Mercy  adored. 

i    Praise  to  God,  the  great  Creator, 

Bounteous  source  of  every  joy,  — 
He  whose  hand  upholds  all  nature, 

He  whose  word  can  all  destroy ! 
Saints,  with  pious  zeal  attending, 

Now  the  grateful  tribute  raise  ; 
Solemn  songs  to  heaven  ascending 

Join  the  universal  praise. 

2  Here  indulge  each  grateful  feeling  ; 

Lowly  bend  with  contrite  souls  ; 
Here  his  milder  grace  revealing, 

Here  no  awful  thunder  rolls  ; 
Lo !  the  eternal  page  before  us 

Bears  the  covenant  of  his  love, 
Full  of  mercy  to  restore  us, 

Mercy  beaming  from  above. 

3  Every  secret  fault  confessing, 

Deed  unrighteous,  thought  of  sin, 
Seize,  O  seize  the  proffered  blessing, 

Grace  from  God,  and  peace  within  ! 
Heart  and  voice  with  rapture  swelling, 

Still  the  song  of  glory  raise  : 
On  the  theme  immortal  dwelling, 

Join  the  universal  praise. 

P.  M.  _L  4: .  Doddridge  varied. 

Hymn  of  Praise. 

O  praise  ye  the  Lord !  prepare  a  new  song, 
And  let  all  his  saints  in  full  concert  join  j 


PBAISE    AND    THANKSGIVING. 

With  voices  united  the  anthem  prolong, 

And  show  forth  his  praises  with  music  divine. 

2  Let  praise  to  the  Lord,  who  made  us,  ascend ; 

Let  each  grateful  heart  be  glad  in  its  King  ; 
The  God  whom  we   worship   our  songs  will  at- 
tend, 
And   view   with  complacence    the  offering  we 
bring. 

3  Be  joyful,  ye  saints,  sustained  by  his  might, 

And  let  your  glad  songs,  awake  with  each  morn ; 
For  those  who  obey  him  are  still  his  delight, 
His  hand  with  salvation  the  meek  will  adorn. 

4  Then  praise  ye  the  Lord !  prepare  a  glad  song, 

And  let  all  his  saints  in  full  concert  join ; 
With  voices  united  the  anthem  prolong, 

And  show  forth  his  praises  with  music  divine. 

7  s.  M.  ID.  Montgomery. 

Hymn  of  Praise.    Psalm  148. 

i    Heralds  of  creation,  cry,  — 

Praise  the  Lord,  the  Lord  most  high  ; 
Heaven  and  earth,  obey  the  call, 
Praise  the  Lord,  the  Lord  of  all. 

2  For  he  spake,  and  forth  from  night 
Sprang  the  universe  to  light ; 

He  commanded,  —  Nature  heard, 
And  stood  fast  upon  his  word. 

3  Praise  him,  all  ye  hosts  above. 
Spirits  perfected  in  love  ; 

Sun  and  moon,  your  voices  raise  ; 
Sing,  ye  stars,  your  Maker's  praise. 


PKAlSii    AM)    THANKSGIVING. 

4  Kings,  your  Sovereign  serve  with  awe  j 
Judges,  own  his  righteous  law  ; 
Princes,  worship  him  with  fear ; 

Bow  the  knee,  all  people  here. 

5  Let  his  truth  by  babes  be  told, 
And  his  wonders  by  the  old ; 
Youths  and  maidens,  in  your  prime, 
Learn  the  lays  of  heaven  betime. 

6  High  above  all  height  his  throne, 
Excellent  his  name  alone  ; 

Him  let  all  his  works  confess  ; 
Him  let  every  being  bless. 

P.  M.  10.  Tate  varied. 

Thanksgiving.     Psalm  149. 

i    O  praise  ye  the  Lord !  prepare  your  glad  voice 
His  praise  in  the  great  assembly  to  sing. 
In  their  great  Creator  let  all  men  rejoice, 

And  heirs  of  salvation  be  glad  in  their  King. 

2  Let  them  his  great  name  devoutly  adore  ; 

In  loud-swelling  strains  his  praises  express, 
Who  graciously  opens  his  bountiful  store, 

Their  wants  to  relieve,  and  his  children  to  bless. 

3  With  glory  adorned,  his  people  shall  sing 

To  God,  who  defence  and  plenty  supplies  ; 
Their  loud  acclamations  to  him,  their  great  King, 
Through  earth  shall  be  sounded  and  reach  to 
the  skies. 

4  Ye  angels  above,  his  glories  who  've  sung, 

In  loftiest  notes,  now  publish  his  praise : 

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PRAISE    AND    THANKSGIVING. 

We  mortals,  delighted,  would  borrow  your  tongue,  — 
Would  join  in  your  numbers,  and  chant  to  your 
lays. 

7  s.  M.  Li.  Montgomery. 

"Glory  to  God  in  the  highest." 

i    Songs  of  praise  the  angels  sang, 
Heaven  with  hallelujahs  rang, 
When  Jehovah's  work  begun, 
When  he  spake,  and  it  was  done. 

2  Songs  of  praise  awoke  the  morn, 
When  the  Prince  of  Peace  was  born  ; 
Songs  of  praise  arose,  when  he 
Captive  led  captivity. 

3  Heaven  and  earth  must  pass  away,  — 
Songs  of  praise  shall  crown  that  day ; 
God  will  make  new  heavens  and  earth,  — 
Songs  of  praise  shall  hail  their  birth. 

4  And  will  man  alone  be  dumb, 
Till  that  glorious  kingdom  come  ? 
No  ;  the  Church  delights  to  raise 
Psalms  and  hymns  and  songs  of  praise. 

5  Saints  below,  with  heart  and  voice, 
Still  in  songs  of  praise  rejoice  ; 
Learning  here,  by  faith  and  love, 
Songs  of  praise  to  sing  above. 

6  Borne  upon  the  latest  breath, 
Songs  of  praise  shall  conquer  death  j 
Then,  amidst  eternal  joy, 

Songs  of  praise  their  powers  employ. 

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PRAISE    AND    THANKSGIVING. 

L.  M.  lo.  Watts  varied. 

God  exalted  above  our  highest  Praise. 

i    Eternal  Power !  whose  high  abode 
Becomes  the  grandeur  of  a  God ; 
Infinite  length  beyond  the  bounds 
Where  stars  revolve  their  little  rounds ; 

2  The  lowest  step  beneath  thy  seat 
Rises  too  high  for  Gabriel's  feet  ; 
The  awe-struck  angel  veils  his  sight, 
Nor  dares  to  tempt  the  wondrous  height. 

3  Lord,  what  shall  earth  and  ashes  do  ? 
We  would  adore  our  Maker  too ; 
Prom  sin  and  dust  to  thee  we  cry, 
The  Great,  the  Holy,  and  the  High ! 

4  Earth  from  afar  hath  heard  thy  fame, 
And  worms  have  learned  to  lisp  thy  name  ; 
But,  O,  the  glories  of  thy  mind 

Leave  all  our  soaring  thoughts  behind. 

5  God  is  in  heaven,  and  men  below  ; 

Be  short  our  tunes  ;  our  words  be  few  ; 
A  sacred  reverence  checks  our  songs, 
And  praise  sits  silent  on  our  tongues. 

7  s.  M.  1  \j  .  Merrick. 

Praise.    Psalm  136. 

i    Lift  your  voice,  and  joyful  sing 
Praises  to  our  heavenly  King  ; 
For  his  mercies  far  extend, 
And  his  bounty  knows  no  end. 


TRAISE    AND    THANKSGIVING. 

2  Honor  pay  to  heaven's  high  Lord, 
And  his  wondrous  deeds  record ; 
Through  the  various  realms  of  earth 
Praise  him,  all  of  human  birth  ;  — 

3  Him  whose  wisdom,  throned  on  high, 
Built  the  mansions  of  the  sky, 

And  the  orbs  that  gild  the  pole 
Bade  through  boundless  ether  roll ;  — 

4  Him  who,  o'er  this  earthly  ball, 
Looks  with  equal  eye  on  all, 
And  to  every  thing  which  lives 
Rich  supplies  of  blessings  gives. 

5  To  the  great  eternal  King 
Raise  your  voice  and  joyful  sing ; 
For  his  mercies  wide  extend, 
And  his  bountv  knows  no  end. 


CM.  20.  Watts. 

God  glorious. 

i    Father,  how  wide  thy  glory  shines ! 
How  high  thy  wonders  rise  ! 
Known  through  the  earth  by  thousand  signs, 
By  thousand  through  the  skies. 

2  Those  mighty  orbs  proclaim  thy  power; 

Their  motions  speak  thy  skill  ; 
And  on  the  wings  of  every  hour 
We  read  thy  patience  still. 

3  Part  of  thy  name  divinely  stands 

On  all  thy  creatures  writ : 


PRAISE    AND    THANKSGIVING. 

They  show  the  labor  of  thine  hands. 
Or  impress  of  thy  feet. 


7  s.  M.  6  1.  Z  1 .  J-  Taylor. 

Praise  to  God  for  his  Greatness  and  Mercy. 

i    Glory  be  to  God  on  high  ! 
God,  whose  glory  fills  the  sky. 
Peace  on  earth  to  man  forgiven ! 
Man,  the  well-beloved  of  Heaven. 

Glory  be  to  God  on  high ! 

God,  whose  glory  fills  the  sky. 

2  Favored  mortals,  raise  the  song  ; 
Endless  thanks  to  God  belong. 
Hearts  o'erflowing  with  his  praise, 
Join  the  hymns  your  voices  raise. 

3  Call  the  tribes  of  beings  round 
From  creation's  utmost  bound. 
Where  the  Godhead  shines  confessed, 
There  be  solemn  praise  addressed. 


Mark  the  wonders  of  his  hand  ; 
Power,  no  empire  can  withstand  ; 
Wisdom,  angels'  glorious  theme ; 
Goodness,  one  eternal  stream. 


5   Awful  Being  !  from  thy  throne 
Send  thy  promised  blessings  down  ; 
Let  thy  light,  thy  truth,  thy  peace, 
Bid  our  raging  passions  cease. 
Glory  be,  &c. 

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PRAISE    AND    THANKSGIVING. 

H.  M.  22.  Watts. 

Praise  to  God  from  all  Creation.     Psalm  148. 

Ye  tribes  of  Adam,  join 

With  heaven,  and  earth,  and  seas, 
And  offer  notes  divine 

To  your  Creator's  praise  : 
Ye  holy  throng 
Of  angels  bright, 
In  worlds  of  light, 
Begin  the  song. 

Thou  sun,  with  dazzling  rays, 

And  moon,  that  rul'st  the  night, 
Shine  to  your  Maker's  praise, 
With  stars  of  twinkling  light : 
His  power  declare, 
Ye  floods  on  high, 
And  clouds  that  fly 
In  empty  air. 

The  shining  worlds  above 
In  glorious  order  stand, 
Or  in  swift  courses  move 
By  his  supreme  command  : 
He  spake  the  word, 
And  all  their  frame 
From  nothing  came 
To  praise  the  Lord. 

He  moved  their  mighty  wheels 

In  unknown  ages  past, 
And  each  his  word  fulfils 

While  time  and  nature  last  : 

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PRAISE    AND    THANKSGIVING. 

In  different  ways 
His  works  proclaim 
His  wondrous  name, 

And  speak  his  praise. 

Let  all  the  nations  fear 

The  God  that  rules  above  ; 
He  brings  his  people  near, 

And  makes  them  taste  his  love 
While  earth  and  sky- 
Attempt  his  praise, 
His  saints  shall  raise 
His  honors  high. 

P.  M.  23.  Park. 

Thanksgiving  and  Praise. 

i    My  soul,  praise  the  Lord ! 

Speak  good  of  his  name ; 
His  mercies  record, 

His  bounties  proclaim  ; 
To  God,  their  Creator, 

Let  all  creatures  raise 
The  song  of  thanksgiving, 

The  chorus  of  praise  ! 

2    By  knowledge  supreme, 

By  wisdom  divine, 
God  governs  this  earth 

With  gracious  design  ; 
O'er  beast,  bird,  and  insect 

His  providence  reigns, 
Whose  will  first  created, 

Whose  love  still  sustains. 

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PKAISE    AND    THANKSGIVING. 

3   And  man,  his  last  work, 

With  reason  endued, 
Who,  falling  through  sin, 

By  grace  is  renewed,  — 
To  God,  his  Creator, 

Let  man  ever  raise 
The  song  of  thanksgiving, 

The  chorus  of  praise  ! 

7  s.  M.  *^4:.  Mrs.  Barbauld. 

Praise  to  God. 

i    Praise  to  God,  immortal  praise, 
For  the  love  that  crowns  our  days : 
Bounteous  Source  of  every  joy, 
Let  thy  praise  our  tongues  employ,  — 

2  For  the  blessings  of  the  field, 
For  the  stores  the  gardens  yield, 
For  the  vine's  exalted  juice, 
For  the  generous  olive's  use  ;  — 

3  Flocks  that  whiten  all  the  plain, 
Yellow  sheaves  of  ripened  grain, 
Clouds  that  drop  their  fattening  dews, 
Suns  that  temperate  warmth  diffuse ;  — 

4  All  that  Spring,  with  bounteous  hand, 
Scatters  o'er  the  smiling  land  ; 

All  that  liberal  Autumn  pours 
From  her  rich,  o'erflowing  stores :  — 

5  These  to  thee,  my  God,  we  owe, 
Source  whence  all  our  blessings  flow ; 
And  for  these  my  soul  shall  raise 
Grateful  vows  and  solemn  praise. 

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PRAISE    AND    THANKSGIVING. 


6   Yet,  should  rising  whirlwinds  tear 
From  its  stem  the  ripening  ear ; 
Should  the  fig-tree's  blasted  shoot 
Drop  her  green,  untimely  fruit ;  — 


; 


Should  the  vine  put  forth  no  more, 
Nor  the  olive  yield  her  store ; 
Though  the  sickening  flocks  should  fall, 
And  the  herds  desert  the  stall ;  — 

Should  thine  altered  hand  restrain 
The  early  and  the  latter  rain ; 
Blast  each  opening  bud  of  joy, 
And  the  rising  year  destroy ;  — 

Yet  to  thee  my  soul  should  raise 
Grateful  vows  and  solemn  praise  ; 
And,  when  every  blessing  's  flown, 
Love  thee  —  for  thyself  alone. 

C.  P.  M.  25.  Ogilvie. 

Concert  of  Praise.     Psalrn  148. 

Begin,  my  soul,  the  exalted  lay ; 
Let  each  enraptured  thought  obey, 

And  praise  the  Almighty's  name ; 
Lo !  heaven,  and  earth,  and.  seas,  and  skies, 
In  one  melodious  concert  rise, 

To  swell  the  inspiring  theme. 

Ye  angels,  spread  the  joyful  sound, 
While  all  the  adoring  throngs  around 

His  wondrous  mercy  sing ; 
Let  every  listening  saint  above 
Wake  all  the  tuneful  soul  of  love, 

And  touch  the  loudest  string. 

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PRAISE    AND    THANKSGIVING. 

3  Thou  heaven  of  heavens,  his  vast  abode, 
Ye  clouds,  proclaim  your  Maker,  God, 

Ye  thunders,  speak  his  power  ; 
Lo  !  on  the  lightning's  rapid  wings 
In  triumph  rides  the  King  of  kings  ; 

The  astonished  worlds  adore. 

4  Ye  deeps,  with  roaring  billows  rise 
To  join  the  thunder  of  the  skies, 

Praise  him  who  bids  you  roll  ; 
His  praise  in  softer  notes  declare, 
Each  whispering  breeze  of  yielding  air, 

And  breathe  it  to  the  soul. 

5  Wake,  all  ye  soaring  throng,  and  sing ! 
Ye  cheerful  warblers  of  the  spring, 

Harmonious  anthems  raise 
To  him  who  shaped  your  finer  mould, 
Who  tipped  your  glittering  wings  with  gold, 

And  tuned  your  voice  to  praise. 

6  Let  man,  by  nobler  passions  swayed, 
The  feeling  heart,  the  reasoning  head, 

In  heavenly  praise  employ ; 
Spread  the  Creator's  name  around, 
Till  heaven's  wide  arch  repeat  the  sound, 

The  general  burst  of  joy. 

8  &  7  s.  M.  26.  J.  Taylor. 

Surrounding  the  Mercy-seat. 

i    Far  from  mortal  cares  retreating, 
Sordid  hopes,  and  fond  desires, 
Here,  our  willing  footsteps  meeting, 
Every  heart  to  heaven  aspires. 

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PRAISE    AND    THANKSGIVING. 

From  the  fount  of  glory  beaming, 
Light  celestial  cheers  our  eyes, 

Mercy  from  above  proclaiming, 
Peace  and  pardon  from  the  skies. 

2  Who  may  share  this  great  salvation? 

Every  pure  and  humble  mind  ; 
Every  kindred,  tongue,  and  nation, 

From  the  dross  of  guilt  refined. 
Blessings  all  around  bestowing, 

God  withholds  his  care  from  none ; 
Grace  and  mercy  ever  flowing 

From  the  fountain  of  his  throne. 

3  Every  stain  of  guilt  abhorring, 

Firm  and  bold  in  virtue's  cause, 
Still  thy  providence  adoring, 

Faithful  subjects  to  thy  laws, — 
Lord  !  with  favor  still  attend  us, 

Bless  us  with  thy  wondrous  love  ; 
Thou,  our  sun  and  shield,  defend  us  ; 

All  our  hope  is  from  above. 


H.  M.  Z  7  .  Tate  &  Brady. 

Universal  Praise.     Psalm  14S. 

Ye  boundless  realms  of  joy, 

Exalt  your  Maker's  fame  ; 

His  praise  your  song  employ 

Above  the  starry  frame ; 

Your  voices  raise, 

Ye  cherubim, 

And  seraphim, 

To  sing  his  praise. 

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PRAISE    AND    THANKSGIVING. 

2  Thou  moon,  that  rul'st  the  night, 

And  sun,  that  guid'st  the  day, 
Ye  glittering  stars  of  light, 
To  him  your  homage  pay  j 
His  praise  declare, 
Ye  heavens  above, 
And  clouds  that  move 
In  liquid  air. 

3  Let  them  adore  the  Lord, 

And  praise  his  holy  name, 
By  whose  almighty  word 

They  all  from  nothing  came : 
And  all  shall  last, 
From  changes  free  ; 
His  firm  decree 
Stands  ever  fast. 

4  Let  earth  her  tribute  pay  ; 

Praise  him,  ye  dreadful  whales, 
And  fish  that  through  the  sea 

Glide  swift,  with  glittering  scales ; 
Fire,  hail,  and  snow, 
And  misty  air, 
And  winds  that,  where 
He  bids  them,  blow. 

5  United  zeal  be  shown, 

His  wondrous  fame  to  raise, 
Whose  glorious  name  alone 
Deserves  our  endless  praise  ; 
Earth's  utmost  ends 
His  power  obey ; 
His  glorious  sway 
The  sky  transcends. 


PRAISE    AND    THANKSGIVING. 

L.  M.  Z  O .  Tate  &  Brady. 

Thanksgiving.     Psalm  106. 

i    O,  render  thanks  to  God  above, 
The  fountain  of  eternal  love  ; 
Whose  mercy  firm  through  ages  past 
Has  stood,  and  shall  for  ever  last. 

2  Who  can  his  mighty  deeds  express, 
Not  only  vast,  but  numberless  ? 
What  mortal  eloquence  can  raise 
His  tribute  of  immortal  praise  ? 

3  Happy  are  they,  and  only  they, 
Who  from  thy  judgments  never  stray ; 
Who  know  what  's  right ;  nor  only  so, 
But  always  practise  what  they  know. 

4  O,  may  I  worthy  prove  to  see 
Thy  saints  in  full  prosperity  ; 
That  I  the  joyful  choir  may  join, 
And  count  thy  people's  triumph  mine. 

7  s.  M.  Z  t)  .  Gaskell. 

Doxology. 

j    Father  !    glory  be  to  thee, 
Source  of  all  the  good  we  see  ! 
Glory  for  the  blessed  light 
Rising  on  the  ancient  night ! 

2   Glory  for  the  hopes  that  come 

Streaming  through  the  dreary  tomb ! 
Glory  for  the  counsel  given, 
Guiding  us  in  peace  to  heaven  ! 

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PRAISE    AND    THANKSGIVING. 

CM.  oO.  Watts. 

Triumphant  Praise.     Psalm  47. 

i    O  for  a  shout  of  sacred  joy 

To  God  the  sovereign  King  ! 
Let  every  land  their  tongues  employ, 
And  hymns  of  triumph  sing. 

2    While  angels  shout  and  praise  their  King, 
Let  mortals  learn  their  strains  ; 
Let  all  the  earth  his  honor  sing  j 
O'er  all  the  earth  he  reigns. 

a   Rehearse  his  praise  with  awe  profound ; 
Let  knowledge  lead  the  song ; 
Nor  mock  him  with  a  solemn  sound 
Upon  a  thoughtless  tongue. 

4    In  Israel  stood  his  ancient  throne ; 
He  loved  that  chosen  race ; 
But  now  he  calls  the  world  his  own, 
And  heathens  taste  his  grace. 

L.  M.  O  1 .  Tate  &  Brady. 

Public  Worship.    Psalm  65. 

i    For  thee,  O  God,  our  constant  praise 
In  Zion  waits,  thy  chosen  seat ; 
Our  promised  altars  there  we  '11  raise, 
And  all  our  zealous  vows  complete. 

2   O  thou,  who  to  my  humble  prayer 

Didst  always  bend  thy  listening  ear, 
To  thee  shall  all  mankind  repair, 
And  at  thy  gracious  throne  appear. 

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rKAISE    AND    THANKSGIVING. 

3  Our  sins,  though  numberless,  in  vain 

To  stop  thy  flowing  mercy  try  ; 
While  thou  o'erlook'st  the  guilty  stain, 
And  washest  out  the  crimson  dye. 

4  Blest  is  the  man,  who,  near  thee  placed, 

Within  thy  sacred  dwelling  lives  ; 
While  we,  at  humbler  distance,  taste 
The  vast  delights  thy  temple  gives. 

L.  M.  O  & .  Doddridge. 

Perpetual  Praise. 

i    God  of  my  life !  through  all  its  days 

My  grateful  powers  shall  sound  thy  praise ; 
The  song  shall  wake  with  opening  light, 
And  warble  to  the  silent  night. 

2  When  anxious  cares  would  break  my  rest, 
And  griefs  would  tear  my  throbbing  breast, 
Thy  tuneful  praises,  raised  on  high, 
Shall  check  the  murmur  and  the  sigh. 

3  When  death  o'er  nature  shall  prevail, 
And  all  its  powers  of  language  fail, 

Joy  through  my  swimming  eyes  shall  break, 
And  mean  the  thanks  I  cannot  speak. 

4  But,  O,  when  that  last  conflict  's  o'er, 
And  I  am  chained  to  flesh  no  more, 
With  what  glad  accents  shall  I  rise 
To  join  the  music  of  the  skies ! 

5  Soon  shall  I  learn  the  exalted  strains 
Which  echo  o'er  the  heavenly  plains, 
And  emulate,  with  joy  unknown, 
The  glowing  seraphs  round  thy  throne. 

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PRAISE    AND    THANKSGIVING. 

CM.  OO.  Watts. 

A  Psalm  before  Prayer.     Psalm  95. 

Sing  to  the  Lord  Jehovah's  name, 
And  in  his  strength  rejoice ; 

When  his  salvation  is  our  theme, 
Exalted  be  our  voice. 

With  thanks  approach  his  awful  sight, 

And  psalms  of  honor  sing  ; 
The  Lord  's  a  God  of  boundless  might, 

The  whole  creation's  King. 

Let  princes  hear,  let  angels  know, 
How  mean  their  natures  seem,  — 

Those  gods  on  high  and  gods  below,  — 
When  once  compared  with  him. 

4  Earth,  with  its  caverns  dark  and  deep, 

Lies  in  his  spacious  hand  ; 
He  fixed  the  seas  what  bounds  to  keep, 
And  where  the  hills  must  stand. 

5  Come,  and  with  humble  souls  adore  : 

Come,  kneel  before  his  face  : 
O,  may  the  creatures  of  his  power 
Be  children  of  his  grace ! 

C.  M.  34.  Watts, 

Universal  Hallelujah.     Psalm  148. 

i    Praise  ye  the  Lord,  immortal  choir, 
That  fill  the  realms  above  ; 
Sing,  for  he  formed  you  of  his  fire. 
And  feeds  you  with  his  love. 


PRAISE    AND    THANKSGIVING. 

2  Shine  to  his  praise,  ye  crystal  skies, 

The  floor  of  his  abode  ; 
Or  veil  your  little,  twinkling  eyes 
Before  a  brighter  God. 

3  Thou  restless  globe  of  golden  light, 

Whose  beams  create  our  days, 
Join  with  the  silver  queen  of  night, 
To  own  your  borrowed  rays. 

4  Winds,  ye  shall  bear  his  name  aloud 

Through  the  ethereal  blue  ; 
For,  when  his  chariot  is  a  cloud, 
He  makes  his  wheels  of  you. 

5  Thunder,  and  hail,  and  fires,  and  storms, 

The  troops  of  his  command, 
Appear  in  all  your  dreadful  forms, 
And  speak  his  awful  hand. 

6  Shout  to  the  Lord,  ye  surging  seas, 

In  your  eternal  roar  ; 
Let  wave  to  wave  resound  his  praise, 
And  shore  reply  to  shore. 

7  Wave  your  tall  heads,  ye  lofty  pines, 

To  him  that  bade  you  grow  ; 
Sweet  clusters,  bend  the  fruitful  vines 
On  every  thankful  bough. 

8  Thus,  while  the  meaner  creatures  sing, 

Ye  mortals  take  the  sound ; 
Echo  the  glories  of  your  King 
Through  all  the  nations  round. 


PRAISE    AND    THAxMKSGIVING. 

7  s.  M.  O  5  .  J.  Taylor. 

Devotion. 

i    Lord,  before  thy  presence  come, 
Bow  we  down  with  holy  fear  ; 
Call  our  erring  footsteps  home, 
Let  us  feel  that  thou  art  near. 

2  Wandering  thoughts  and  languid  powers, 

Come  npt  where  devotion  kneels  ; 
Let  the  soul  expand  her  stores, 
Glowing  with  the  joy  she  feels. 

3  At  the  portals  of  thine  house, 

We  resign  our  earth-born  cares  ; 
Nobler  thoughts  our  souls  engross, 
Songs  of  praise  and  fervent  prayers. 

4  Hapless  men,  whose  footsteps  stray 

From  the  temples  of  the  Lord ! 
Teach  them  wisdom's  heavenly  way  ; 
To  their  feet  thy  light  afford. 

5  Now  begin  the  glorious  song, 

Theme  of  wonder,  love,  and  joy  ; 
Angels  !  the  glad  notes  prolong  ; 
Seraphs  !   't  is  your  blest  employ. 

CM.  OO.  Liv.  R.  S.  Col. 

Engagedness  in  Worship. 

i    O  Father,  though  the  anxious  fear 
May.  cloud  to-morrow's  way, 
Nor  fear  nor  doubt  shall  enter  here,  — 
All  shall  be  thine  to-day. 


PRAISK    AND    THANKSGIVING. 

2  We  will  not  bring  divided  hearts 

To  worship  at  thy  shrine  ; 
But  each  unholy  thought  departs. 
And  leaves  this  temple  thine. 

3  Our  Father,  God  below,  above  ! 

Man's  noblest  work  is  praise. 
O,  fill  our  hearts  with  sacred  love, 
Whilst  we  our  voices  raise. 


L.  M.  O  7  .  Tate  &  Brady. 

Public  Worship.     Psalm  100. 

i    With  one  consent,  let  all  the  earth 
To  God  their  cheerful  voices  raise  ; 
Glad  homage  pay  with  awful  mirth, 

And  sing  before  him  songs  of  praise,  — 

2  Convinced  that  he  is  God  alone, 

From  whom  both  we  and  all  proceed,  — 
We,  whom  he  chooses  for  his  own, 

The  flock  which  he  vouchsafes  to  feed. 

3  O,  enter,  then,  his  temple  gate  ; 

Thence  to  his  courts  devoutly  press  ; 
And  still  your  grateful  hymns  repeat, 
And  still  his  name  with  praises  bless. 

4  For  he  's  the  Lord,  supremely  good  ; 

His  mercy  is  for  ever  sure  ; 
His  truth,  which  all  times  firmly  stood, 
To  endless  ages  shall  endure. 


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WORSHIP. 

L.  M.  OO.  Watts. 

Praise  to  our  Creator.    Psalm  100. 

i    Nations,  attend  before  his  throne 

With  solemn  fear,  with  sacred  joy  ; 
Know  that  the  Lord  is  God  alone  ; 
He  can  create,  and  he  destroy. 

2  His  sovereign  power,  without  our  aid, 

Made  us  of  clay,  and  formed  us  men  ; 
And  when  like  wandering  sheep  we  strayed, 
He  brought  us  to  his  fold  again. 

3  We  are  his  people,  we  his  care, 

Our  souls  and  all  our  mortal  frame  : 
What  lasting  honors  shall  we  rear, 
Almighty  Maker,  to  thy  name  ? 

4  We  '11  crowd  thy  gates  with  thankful  songs, 

High  as  the  heavens  our  voices  raise  ; 
And  Earth,  with  her  ten  thousand  tongues, 
Shall  fill  thy  courts  with  sounding  praise. 

5  Wide  as  the  world  is  thy  command, 

Vast  as  eternity  thy  love  ; 
Firm  as  a  rock  thy  truth  must  stand, 
When  rolling  years  shall  cease  to  move. 

CM.  o9.  Drennan. 

God  may  be  worshipped  in  every  Place. 

i    The  heaven  of  heavens  cannot  contain 
The  universal  Lord; 
Yet  he  in  humble  hearts  will  deign 
To  dwell  and  be  adored. 

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WORSHIP. 

2  Where'er  ascends  the  sacrifice 

Of  fervent  praise  and  prayer, 

Or  on  the  earth,  or  in  the  skies, 

The  God  of  heaven  is  there. 

3  His  presence  is  diffused  abroad 

Through  realms,  through  worlds,  unknown ; 
Who  seek  the  mercies  of  our  God 
Are  ever  near  his  throne. 


L.  M.  40.  Watts. 

The  Joy  and  Blessing  of  Worship. 

Lord,  how  delightful  't  is  to  see 

A  whole  assembly  worship  thee  ; 

At  once  they  sing,  at  once  they  pray  ; 

They  hear  of  heaven  and  learn  the  way. 

O,  write  upon  my  memory,  Lord, 
The  texts  and  doctrines  of  thy  word ; 
That  I  may  break  thy  laws  no  more, 
But  love  thee  better  than  before. 

C.  M.  41.  Jervis. 

Homage  and  Devotion. 

With  sacred  joy  we  lift  our  eyes 
To  those  bright  realms  above, 

That  glorious  temple  in  the  skies, 
Where  dwells  eternal  love. 

Before  the  awful  throne  we  bow 
Of  heaven's  almighty  King  ; 

Here  we  present  the  solemn  vow, 
And  hymns  of  praise  we  sing. 

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WORSHIP. 

j   Thee  we  adore,  and,  Lord,  to  thee 
Our  filial  duty  pay ; 
Thy  service,  unconstrained  and  free, 
Conducts  to  endless  day. 

[   With  fervor  teach  our  hearts  to  pray, 
And  tune  our  lips  to  sing ; 
Nor  from  thy  presence  cast  away 
The  sacrifice  we  bring. 

S.  M.  42.  Watts. 

Worship.     Psalm  95. 

i      Come,  sound  his  praise  abroad, 
And  hymns  of  glory  sing  ; 
Jehovah  is  the  sovereign  God, 
The  universal  King. 

2  He  formed  the  deeps  unknown  ; 
He  gave  the  seas  their  bound  ; 

The  watery  worlds  are  all  his  own, 
And  all  the  solid  ground. 

3  Come,  worship  at  his  throne, 
Come,  bow  before  the  Lord  : 

We  are  his  works,  and  not  our  own, 
He  formed  us  by  his  word. 

4  To-day  attend  his  voice, 
Nor  dare  provoke  his  rod  ; 

Come,  like  the  people  of  his  choice, 
And  own  your  gracious  God. 

H.  M.  4  O  .  Watts. 

Public  Worship.     Psalm  84. 

i    Lord  of  the  worlds  above, 
How  pleasant  and  how  fair 


WORSHIP. 

The  dwellings  of  thy  love, 
Thy  earthly  temples,  are  ! 
To  thine  abode 
My  heart  aspires, 
With  warm  desires 
To  see  my  God. 

2  O  happy  souls  that  pray 

Where  God  appoints  to  hear ! 
O  happy  men  that  pay 

Their  constant  service  there  ! 
They  praise  thee  still ; 
And  happy  they 
That  love  the  way 
To  Zion's  hill. 

3  They  go  from  strength  to  strength 

Through  this  dark  vale  of  tears, 
Till  each  arrives  at  length, 
Till  each  in  heaven  appears ; 
O  glorious  seat, 

When  God  our  King 
Shall  thither  bring 
Our  willing  feet  ! 

L.  M.  44.  Tate  &  Brady. 

Public  Worship.     Psalm  95. 

O  come,  loud  anthems  let  us  sing, 
Loud  thanks  to  our  almighty  King  ; 
For  we  our  voices  high  should  raise, 
When  our  salvation's  Rock  we  praise. 

Into  his  presence  let  us  haste, 
To  thank  him  for  his  favors  past ; 
To  him  address,  in  joyful  songs, 
The  praise  that  to  his  name  belongs. 

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WORSHIP. 

3  For  God  the  Lord,  enthroned  in  state, 
Is  with  unrivalled  glory  great,  — 

A  King  superior  far  to  all, 
Whom  by  his  title  God  we  call. 

4  The  depths  of  earth  are  in  his  hand, 
Her  secret  wealth  at  his  command  ; 

The  strength  of  hills,  that  threat  the  skies, 
Subjected  to  his  empire  lies. 

5  The  rolling  ocean's  vast  abyss 

By  the  same  sovereign  right  is  his  ; 
'T  is  moved  by  his  almighty  hand, 
That  formed  and  fixed  the  solid  land. 

6  O,  let  us  to  his  courts  repair, 
And  bow  with  adoration  there : 
Down  on  our  knees  devoutly  all 
Before  the  Lord,  our  Maker,  fall. 


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THE    SABBATH. 

S.  M.  45.  Watts. 

The  Lord's  Day. 

i      Welcome,  sweet  day  of  rest, 
That  saw  the  Lord  arise  ; 
Welcome  to  this  reviving  breast, 
And  these  rejoicing  eyes. 

2  The  King  himself  comes  near, 
And  feasts  his  saints  to-day ; 

Here  we  may  sit,  and  see  him  here, 
And  love,  and  praise,  and  pray. 

3  One  day  amidst  the  place 
Where  my  dear  God  hath  been 

Is  sweeter  than  ten  thousand  days 
Of  pleasurable  sin. 

4  My  willing  soul  would  stay 
In  such  a  frame  as  this, 

And  sit,  and  sing  herself  away 
To  everlasting  bliss. 

7  s.  M.  6  1.  4  O .  Newton. 

The  Sabbath  in  the  Sanctuary. 

Safely  through  another  week 
God  has  brought  us  on  our  way  ; 

Let.  us  now  a  blessing  seek, 

Waiting  in  his  courts  to-day,  — 

Day  of  all  the  week  the  best, 

Emblem  of  eternal  rest. 

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THE     SABBATH. 

While  we  seek  supplies  of  grace 

Through  the  dear  Redeemer's  name, 

Show  thy  reconciling  face, 

Take  away  our  sin  and  shame  ; 

From  our  worldly  cares  set  free, 

May  we  rest,  this  day,  in  thee. 

Here  we  come  thy  name  to  praise ; 

Let  us  feel  thy  presence  near  ; 
May  thy  glory  meet  our  eyes, 

While  we  in  thy  house  appear  ; 
Here  afford  us,  Lord,  a  taste 
Of  our  everlasting  feast. 

May  the  gospel's  joyful  sound 
Conquer  sinners,  comfort  saints. 

Make  the  fruits  of  grace  abound, 
Bring  relief  from  all  complaints : 

Thus  let  all  our  Sabbaths  prove, 

Till  we  join  the  church  above. 


8  &  7  s.  M.  47.  Carmina  Sacra. 

Sabbath  Morning. 

i    While  this  day  its  light  is  shedding, 
Worldly  thoughts  and  cares  forbidding, 

Let  us  give  our  souls  to  rest  ; 
Let  us  now  in  supplication 
Look  to  him  whose  great  salvation 

All  the  world  has  freely  blest. 

2   God  above,  we  bow  before  thee  ; 
Humbly  will  we  now  adore  thee  : 
Glad  we  '11  haste  to  Z ion's  gate  ; 

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THE     SABBATH. 

Glad  we  '11  join  those  holy  praises 
Zi on's  temple  ever  raises 

High  to  thee,  so  good  and  great. 

a    Hail !  thou  place  of  light  and  glory, 
Where  resounds  salvation's  story, 

Fraught  with  peace  to  sinful  man  : 
O,  how  soon  earth's  night  retreated, 
O,  how  soon  sweet  hope  we  greeted, 

When  thy  word  its  course  began  ! 

8  &  7  s.  M.  48.  Anonymous. 

Sabbath  Morning. 

i    Welcome,  welcome,  quiet  morning, 

Welcome  is  this  holy  day  ; 
Now  the  Sabbath  morn,  returning, 

Says  a  week  has  passed  away. 
Let  me  think  how  time  is  passing  ; 

Soon  the  longest  life  departs ; 
Nothing  human  is  abiding 

Save  the  love  of  humble  hearts. 

2  Love  to  God,  and  to  our  neighbour, 

Makes  our  purest  happiness  ; 
Vain  the  wish,  the  care,  the  labor, 

Earth's  poor  trifles  to  possess. 
Swift  my  life's  vain  dreams  are  passing  ; 

Like  the  startled  dove  they  fly, 
Or  the  clouds,  each  other  chasing 

Over  yonder  quiet  sky. 

3  Father,  now  one  prayer  I  raise  thee ; 

Give  an  humble,  grateful  heart  ; 
Never  let  me  cease  to  praise  thee, 
Never  from  thy  fear  depart  ; 

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THE     SABBATH. 


Then,  when  years  have  gathered  o'er  me, 
And  the  world  is  sunk  in  shade, 

Heaven's  bright  realm  will  rise  before  me  ; 
There  my  treasure  will  be  laid. 

CM.  49.  Watts. 

The  Morning  of  a  Lord's  Day.     Psalm  63. 

i    Early,  my  God,  without  delay, 
I  haste  to  seek  thy  face ; 
My  thirsty  spirit  faints  away 
Without  thy  cheering  grace. 

2  So  pilgrims  on  the  scorching  sand, 

Beneath  a  burning  sky, 
Long  for  a  cooling  stream  at  hand, 
And  they  must  drink  or  die. 

3  I  've  seen  thy  glory  and  thy  power 

Through  all  thy  temple  shine  ; 
My  God,  repeat  that  heavenly  hour, 
That  vision  so  divine. 

4  Not  life  itself,  with  all  its  joys, 

Can  my  best  passions  move, 
Or  raise  so  high  my  cheerful  voice, 
As  thy  forgiving  love. 


L.  M.  50.  Watts. 

A  Psalm  lor  the  Lord's  Day.     Psalm  92. 

Sweet  is  the  work,  my  God,  my  King, 
To  praise  thy  name,  give  thanks,  and  sin; 
To  show  thy  love  by  morning  light, 
And  talk  of  all  thy  truth  at  night. 


THE    SABBATH. 

2  Sweet  is  the  day  of  sacred  rest ; 

No  mortal  cares  shall  seize  my  breast ; 
O  may  my  heart  in  tune  be  found, 
Like  David's  harp  of  solemn  sound. 

3  My  heart  shall  triumph  in  my  Lord, 
And  bless  his  works,  and  bless  his  word  ; 
Thy  works  of  grace,  how  bright  they  shine  ! 
How  deep  thy  counsels,  how  divine  ! 

4  Then  shall  I  see,  and  hear,  and  know 
All  I  desired  or  wished  below  ; 

And  every  power  find  sweet  employ 
In  that  eternal  world  of  joy. 

S.  M.  OX.  Spirit  of  the  Psalms. 

The  Delights  of  the  Sabbath. 

i      Sweet  is  the  task,  O  Lord, 
Thy  glorious  acts  to  sing, 
To  praise  thy  name,  and  hear  thy  word, 
And  grateful  offerings  bring  ;  — 

•j      Sweet,  at  the  dawning  hour, 
Thy  boundless  love  to  tell  ; 
And  when  the  night-wind  shuts  the  flower, 
Still  on  the  theme  to  dwell  ;  — 

3  Sweet,  on  this  day  of  rest, 
To  join  in  heart  and  voice 

With  those  who  love  and  serve  thee  best, 
And  in  thy  name  rejoice. 

4  To  songs  of  praise  and  joy 
Be  every  Sabbath  given, 

That  such  may  be  our  blest  employ 
Eternally  in  heaven. 


THE    SABBATH. 

L.  M.  0  (&  .  Doddridge  varied. 

The  eternal  Sabbath. 

i    Lord  of  the  Sabbath !  hear  our  vows, 
On  this  thy  day,  in  this  thy  house  ; 
And  own,  as  grateful  sacrifice, 
The  songs  which  in  thy  temple  rise. 

2  Thine  earthly  Sabbaths,  Lord,  we  love ; 
But  there  's  a  nobler  rest  above  ; 

To  that  our  longing  souls  aspire, 
With  cheerful  hope  and  strong  desire. 

3  No  more  fatigue,  no  more  distress, 

Nor  sin,  nor  death,  shall  reach  the  place  ; 
No  groans  shall  mingle  with  the  songs 
Which  dwell  upon  immortal  tongues. 

4  No  rude  alarms  of  raging  foes, 

No  cares  to  break  the  long  repose  ; 
No  midnight  shade,  no  clouded  sun, 
But  sacred,  high,  eternal  noon. 

5  O  long-expected  day,  begin ; 

Dawn  on  these  realms  of  woe  and  sin  ; 
Fain  would  we  leave  this  weary  road, 
And  sleep  in  death,  to  rest  with  God. 


CM.  OO.  Mrs.  Barbauld. 

The  Sabbath  of  the  Soul. 

Sleep,  sleep  to-day,  tormenting  cares, 

Of  earth  and  folly  born  ! 
Ye  shail  not  dim  the  light  that  streams 

From  this  celestial  morn. 


THE    SABBATH. 


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To-morrow  will  be  time  enough 
To  feel  your  harsh  control ; 

Ye  shall  not  violate  this  day, 
The  Sabbath  of  my  soul. 

Sleep,  sleep  for  ever,  guilty  thoughts  ! 

Let  fires  of  vengeance  die  ; 
And,  purged  from  sin,  may  I  behold 

A  God  of  purity ! 


54. 


Stennett. 


The  Christian  Sabbath. 


i    Another  six  days'  work  is  done, 
Another  Sabbath  is  begun  ; 
Return,  my  soul,  enjoy  thy  rest, 
Improve  the  day  that  God  has  blessed. 

2  O  that  our  thoughts  and  thanks  may  rise 
As  grateful  incense  to  the  skies, 

And  draw  from  heaven  that  sweet  repose 
Which  none  but  he  who  feels  it  knows. 

3  This  heavenly  calm  within  the  breast 
Is  the  dear  pledge  of  glorious  rest. 
Which  for  the  church  of  God  remains, 
The  end  of  cares,  the  end  of  pains. 

4  With  joy,  great  God!  thy  works  we  view. 
In  various  scenes,  both  old  and  new  ; 
With  praise  we  think  on  mercies  past, 
With  hope  we  future  mercies  taste. 

5  In  holy  duties  let  the  day, 

In  holy  pleasures,  pass  away  ; 

How  sweet  this  Sabbath  thus  to  spend, 

In  hope  of  that  which  ne'er  shall  end  ! 


THE    SABBATH. 

H.  M.  55.  Hayward. 

Sabbath  Morning. 

i    Welcome,  delightful  morn  ! 
Sweet  day  of  sacred  rest, 
I  hail  thy  kind  return  ; 

Lord,  make  these  moments  blest ; 
From  the  low  train  of  mortal  toys, 
I  soar  to  reach  immortal  joys. 

2  Now  may  the  King  descend, 

And  fill  his  throne  of  grace  ; 
Thy  sceptre,  Lord,  extend, 

While  saints  address  thy  face  ; 
Let  sinners  feel  thy  quickening  word, 
And  learn  to  know  and  fear  the  Lord. 

3  Descend,  celestial  Dove, 

With  all  thy  quickening  powers  ; 
Disclose  a  Saviour's  love, 

And  bless  these  sacred  hours  : 
Then  shall  my  soul  new  life  obtain, 
Nor  Sabbaths  be  enjoyed  in  vain. 

L.  M.  00.  Mrs.  Barbauljd. 

The  Sacrifice  of  the  Heart. 

When,  as  returns  this  solemn  day, 
Man  comes  to  meet  his  Maker,  God, 

What  rites,  what  honors,  shall  he  pay  ? 

How  spread  his  Sovereign's  praise  abroad  ? 

From  marble  domes  and  gilded  spires 
Shall. curling  clouds  of  incense  rise  ? 

And  gems,  and  gold,  and  garlands  deck 
The  costly  pomp  of  sacrifice  ? 


THE    SABBATH. 

Vain,  sinful  man  !  —  creatioirs  Lord 
Thy  golden  offerings  well  may  spare ; 

But  give  thy  heart,  and  thou  shalt  find 
Here  dwells  a  God  who  heareth  prayer. 

S.  M.  57.  Watts. 

The  Lord's  Day.     Paalm  118. 

i      See  what  a  living  stone 
The  builders  did  refuse ! 
Yet  God  hath  built  his  church  thereon 
In  spite  of  envious  Jews. 

2  The  work,  O  Lord,  is  thine, 
And  wondrous  in  our  eyes ; 

This  day  declares  it  all  divine  ; 
This  day  did  Jesus  rise. 

3  This  is  the  glorious  day 
That  our  Redeemer  made  ; 

Let  us  rejoice,  and  sing,  and  pray ; 
Let  all  the  church  be  glad. 

4  Hosanna  to  the  King 
Of  David's  royal  blood  ! 

Bless  him,  ye  saints ;  he  comes  to  bring 
Salvation  from  your  God. 

5  We  bless  thine  holy  word, 
Which  all  this  grace  displays, 

And  offer  on  thine  altar,  Lord, 
Our  sacrifice  of  praise. 


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THE    HOUSE    OF   GOD. 

L.  M.  58.  Watts. 

The  Blessings  of  Public  Worship. 

i    What  pleasure,  Lord !   thy  house  attends, 
When  the  whole  heart  to  heaven  ascends; 
One  day  thus  spent  with  thee  on  earth 
Exceeds  a  thousand  days  of  mirth. 

2  While  we  can  have  the  meanest  place 
Within  thy  house,  O  God  of  grace  ! 
We  would  not  absent  from  thee  live, 
For  all  a  tempting  world  can  give. 

3  Happy  the  saints  around  thy  throne, 
Who  know  thee  as  themselves  are  known ; 
Thy  brightest  glories  shine  above, 

And  all  their  work  is  praise  and  love. 

4  Happy  the  souls  that  find  a  place 
In  earthly  temples  of  thy  grace  ; 
Here  they  behold  thy  gentler  rays, 
Inquire  thy  will,  and  learn  to  praise. 

5  Happy  the  men  whose  hearts  are  set 
To  find  the  way  to  Z ion's  gate  ; 

God  is  their  strength ;  and  through  the  road 
They  lean  upon  their  helper,  God. 

6  Cheerful  they  walk,  with  growing  strength, 
Till  all  shall  meet  in  heaven  at  length, 
Till  all  before  thy  face  appear, 

And  join  in  nobler  worship  there. 


THE    HOUSE    OF    GOD. 

S.  M.  59.  E.  Taylor. 

Invitation  to  the  House  of  God. 

i      Come  to  the  house  of  prayer, 
O  thou  afflicted,  come  ; 
The  God  of  peace  shall  meet  thee  there,  — 
He  makes  that  house  his  home. 

2  Come  to  the  house  of  praise, 
Ye  who  are  happy  now  ; 

In  sweet  accord  your  voices  raise, 
In  grateful  homage  bow. 

3  Ye  aged,  hither  come, 
For  ye  have  felt  his  love  ; 

Soon  shall  your  trembling  tongues  be  dumb, 
Your  lips  forget  to  move. 

4  Ye  young,  before  his  throne, 
Come,  bow  ;  your  voices  raise  ; 

Let  not  your  hearts  his  praise  disown, 
Who  gives  the  power  to  praise. 

5  Thou,  whose  benignant  eye 
In  mercy  looks  on  all, 

Who  seest  the  tear  of  misery, 

And  hear'st  the  mourner's  call,  — 

6  Up  to  thy  dwelling-place 
Bear  our  frail  spirits  on, 

Till  they  outstrip  time's  tardy  pace, 
And  heaven  on  earth  be  won. 


THE    HOUSE    OF    GOD. 

L.  M.  OU .  Salisbury  Col. 

The  Presence  of  God  in  his  House. 

i    Lo,  God  is  here  !  let  us  adore, 

And  humbly  bow  before  his  face  ; 
Let  all  within  us  feel  his  power, 
Let  all  within  us  seek  his  grace. 

2  Lo,  God  is  here  !  him,  day  and  night, 

United  choirs  of  angels  sing  ; 
To  him,  enthroned  above  all  height, 

Heaven's  host  their  noblest  praises  bring. 

3  Being  of  beings  !  may  our  praise 

Thy  courts  with  grateful  incense  fill  ; 
Still  may  we  stand  before  thy  face, 
Still  hear  and  do  thy  sovereign  will. 


CM.  61.  Watts. 

Going  to  Church.     Psalm  122. 

i    How  did  my  heart  rejoice  to  hear 
My  friends  devoutly  say, 
"  In  Zion  let  us  all  appear, 
And  keep  the  solemn  day  !" 

2  I  love  her  gates,  I  love  the  road  ; 

The  church,  adorned  with  grace, 
Stands  like  a  palace,  built  for  God, 
To  show  his  milder  face. 

3  Up  to  her  courts,  with  joys  unknown, 

The  holy  tribes  repair  ; 
The  Son  of  David  holds  his  throne, 
And  sits  in  judgment  there. 

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THE    HOUSE    OF    GOD. 

4  Peace  be  within  this  sacred  place, 

And  joy  a  constant  guest : 
With  holy  gifts  and  heavenly  grace 
Be  her  attendants  blest. 

5  My  soul  shall  pray  for  Zion  still, 

While  life  or  breath  remains  ; 
There  my  best  friends,  my  kindred,  dwell, 
There  God,  my  Saviour,  reigns. 

CM.  62.  .  Milton. 

Delight  in  God's  House.     Psalm  84. 

i    How  lovely  are  thy  dwellings  fair, 
O  Lord  of  hosts !  how  dear 
The  pleasant  tabernacles  are, 
Where  thou  dost  dwell  so  near  ! 

2  My  soul  doth  long,  and  almost  die, 

Thy  courts,  O  Lord,  to  see  ; 
My  heart  and  flesh  aloud  do  cry, 
O  living  God,  for  thee. 

3  Happy,  who  in  thy  house  reside, 

Where  thee  they  ever  praise  ; 
Happy,  whose  strength  in  thee  doth  bide, 
And  in  their  hearts  thy  ways. 

4  They  journey  on  from  strength  to  strength, 

With  joy  and  gladsome  cheer, 
Till  all  before  our  God  at  length 
In  Zion  do  appear. 

5  Lord  God  of  hosts,  that  reign'st  on  high  ! 

That  man  is  truly  blest 
Who  only  on  thee  doth  rely, 
And  in  thee  only  rest. 

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THE    HOUSE    OF    GOD. 

C  M.  63.  R.  W.  Emerson. 

The  House  our  Fathers  built  to  God. 

i    We  love  the  venerable  house 
Our  fathers  built  to  God  ; 
In  heaven  are  kept  their  grateful  vows, 
Their  dust  endears  the  sod. 

2  Here  holy  thoughts  a  light  have  shed 

From  many  a  radiant  face, 
And  prayers  of  tender  hope  have  spread 
A  perfume  through  the  place. 

3  And  anxious  hearts  have  pondered  here 

The  mystery  of  life, 
And  prayed  the  Eternal  Spirit  clear 
Their  doubts  and  aid  their  strife. 

4  From  humble  tenements  around 

Came  up  the  pensive  train, 
And  in  the  church  a  blessing  found, 
Which  filled  their  homes  again. 

5  For  faith,  and  peace,  and  mighty  love, 

That  from  the  Godhead  flow, 
Showed  them  the  life  of  heaven  above 
Springs  from  the  life  below. 

6  They  live  with  God,  their  homes  are  dust ; 

But  here  their  children  pray, 
And,  in  this  fleeting  lifetime,  trust 
To  find  the  narrow  way. 


THE    HOUSE    OF    GOD. 

CM.  64.  Watts. 

Delight  in  Worship.    Psalm  84. 

i    My  soul,  how  lovely  is  the  place 
To  which  thy  God  resorts  ! 
'T  is  heaven  to  see  his  smiling  face, 
Though  in  his  earthly  courts. 

2  There  the  great  Monarch  of  the  skies 

His  saving  power  displays, 
And  light  breaks  in  upon  our  eyes 
With  kind  and  quickening  rays. 

3  With  his  rich  gifts  the  heavenly  Dove 

Descends  and  fills  the  place, 
While  Christ  reveals  his  wondrous  love, 
And  sheds  abroad  his  grace. 

4  My  heart  and  flesh  cry  out  for  thee, 

While  far  from  thine  abode  : 
When  shall  I  tread  thy  courts,  and  see 
My  Saviour  and  my  God  ? 


nx 


H.  M.  DO.  \         of  Psalms 

Psalm  134. 

Ye  servants  of  the  Lord, 

Who  in  the  Lord's  house  wait, 
And  keep  your  watch  before 
The  threshold  of  his  gate, 
The  Lord's  praise  sing 
By  silent  night, 
Till  cheerful  light 
Of  morning  spring. 


THE    HOUSE    OF    GOD. 

Lift,  in  his  holy  place, 

Your  joyful  hands  on  high, 
And  say,  "  The  Lord  we  bless, 
Who  made  the  earth  and  sky.': 
And  may  he  still 
Thee  greatly  bless, 
With  joy  and  grace, 
From  Zion  hill. 


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THE  CHURCH. 

L.  M.  66.  Watts. 

God  and  his  Church.     Psalm  84. 

i    Great  God,  attend,  while  Zion  sings 
The  joy  that  from  thy  presence  springs  ; 
To  spend  one  day  with  thee  on  earth 
Exceeds  a  thousand  days  of  mirth. 

2  Might  I  enjoy  the  meanest  place 
Within  thy  house,  O  God  of  grace, 
Not  tents  of  ease,  nor  thrones  of  power, 
Should  tempt  my  feet  to  leave  thy  door. 

3  God  is  our  Sun  ;  he  makes  our  day  ; 
God  is  our  Shield  ;  he  guards  our  way 
From  all  the  assaults  of  hell  and  sin,  — 
From  foes  without,  and  foes  within. 

4  All  needful  grace  will  God  bestow, 
And  crown  that  grace  with  glory  too  ; 
He  gives  us  all  things,  and  withholds 
No  real  good  from  upright  souls. 


C.  M.  67.  Watts. 

A  Church  established.     Psalm  132. 

The  Lord  in  Zion  placed  his  name 
His  ark  was  settled  there  j 

To  Zion  the  whole  nation  came 
To  worship  thrice  a  year. 

But  we  have  no  such  lengths  to  go, 
Nor  wander  far  abroad  ; 


THE    CHURCH. 

Where'er  thy  saints  assemble  now, 
There  is  a  house  for  God. 

3  Arise,  O  King  of  grace,  arise, 

And  enter  to  thy  rest ; 
Lo,  thy  church  waits,  with  longing  eyes, 
Thus  to  be  owned  and  blessed. 

4  Enter  with  all  thy  glorious  train, 

Thy  Spirit  and  thy  Word  ; 

All  that  the  ark  did  once  contain 

Could  no  such  grace  afford. 


CM.  68.  C.  Wesley. 

The  Church  below  and  above. 

i    The  saints  on  earth  and  those  above 
But  one  communion  make  ; 
Joined  to  their  Lord  in  bonds  of  love, 
All  of  his  grace  partake. 

2  One  family,  we  dwell  in  him  ; 

One  church  above,  beneath  ; 
Though  now  divided  by  the  stream,  — 
The  narrow  stream  of  death. 

3  One  army  of  the  living  God, 

To  his  command  we  bow  ; 
Part  of  the  host  have  crossed  the  flood, 
And  part  are  crossing  now. 

4  O  God,  be  thou  our  constant  guide  ! 

Then,  when  the  word  is  given, 
Bid  death's  cold  flood  its  waves  divide, 
And  land  us  safe  in  heaven. 


THE    CHURCH. 

L.  M.  Ol/.  Covvper. 

For  Social  Worship. 

i    Jesus  !   where'er  thy  people  meet, 
There  they  behold  thy  mercy-seat ;  - 
Where'er  they  seek  thee,  thou  art  found, 
And  every  place  is  hallowed  ground. 

2  For  thou,  within  no  walls  confined, 
Inhabitest  the  humble  mind ; 

Such  ever  bring  thee  where  they  come, 
And,  going,  take  thee  to  their  home. 

3  Dear  Shepherd  of  thy  chosen  few  ! 
Thy  former  mercies  here  renew  ; 
Here  to  our  waiting  hearts  proclaim 
The  sweetness  of  thy  saving  name. 

4  Here  may  we  prove  the  power  of  prayer, 
To  strengthen  faith,  and  sweeten  care, 
To  teach  our  faint  desires  to  rise, 

And  bring  all  heaven  before  our  eyes. 

5  Behold,  at  thy  commanding  word, 
We  stretch  the  curtain  and  the  cord ;  * 
Come  thou,  and  fill  this  wider  space, 
And  bless  us  with  a  large  increase ! 

6  Lord,  we  are  few,  but  thou  art  near ; 
Nor  short  thine  arm,  nor  deaf  thine  ear  ; 
O,  rend  the  heavens,  come  quickly  down, 
And  make  a  thousand  hearts  thine  own  ! 


*  Isaiah  liv.  2. 
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THE    CHURCH. 

L.  M.  70.  Watts. 

Religious  Meetings. 

i    God  in  his  earthly  temple  lays 

Foundations  for  his  heavenly  praise  ; 
He  likes  the  tents  of  Jacob  well, 
But  still  in  Zion  loves  to  dwell. 

2  His  mercy  visits  every  house 

That  pays  its  night  and  morning  vows ; 
But  makes  a  more  delightful  stay 
Where  churches  meet  to  praise  and  pray. 

3  What  glories  were  described  of  old  ? 
What  wonders  are  of  Zion  told  ? 
Thou  city  of  our  God  below, 

Thy  fame  shall  Tyre  and  Egypt  know. 

4  Egypt  and  Tyre,  and  Greek  and  Jew, 
Shall  there  begin  their  lives  anew  ; 
Angels  and  men  shall  join  to  sing 
The  hill  where  living  waters  spring. 

5  When  God  makes  up  his  last  account 
Of  natives  in  his  holy  mount, 

'T  will  be  an  honor  to  appear 

As  one  new-born  or  nourished  there. 


CLOSE    OF    WORSHIP. 

8,  7,  &  4  s.  M.  71.  Toplady's  Col. 

For  the  Close  of  Public  Worship. 

Lord  !    dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing, 
Hope  and  comfort  from  above  ; 

Let  us,  each  thy  peace  possessing, 
Triumph  in  redeeming  love. 

Still  support  us 
While  in  duty's  path  we  move. 

i    Thanks  we  give,  and  adoration, 
For  thy  gospel's  joyful  sound  ; 
May  the  fruits  of  thy  salvation 
In  our  hearts  and  lives  abound  ; 

May  thy  presence 
With  us  evermore  be  found. 


L.  M.  (  t£  •  Watts. 

Universal  Praise. 

i    From  all  that  dwell  below  the  skies 
Let  the  Creator's  praise  arise  ; 
Let  the  Redeemer's  name  be  sung 
Through  every  land,  by  every  tongue. 

2   Eternal  are  thy  mercies,  Lord ; 
Eternal  truth  attends  thy  word  ; 
Thy  praise  shall  sound  from  shore  to  shore, 
Till  suns  shall  rise  and  set  no  more. 

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CLOSE    OF    WORSHIP. 

L.  M.  #  O .  Anonymous. 

Close  of  Worship.    Evening. 

i    Ere  to  the  world  again  we  go, 
Its  pleasures,  cares,  and  idle  show, 
Thy  grace,  once  more,  O  God,  we  crave, 
From  folly  and  from  sin  to  save. 

2  May  the  great  truths  we  here  have  heard, 
The  lessons  of  thy  holy  word,  — 
Dwell  in  our  inmost  bosoms  deep, 

And  all  our  souls  from  error  keep. 

3  O,  may  the  influence  of  this  day 
Long  as  our  memory  with  us  stay, 
And  as  an  angel  guardian  prove, 
To  guide  us  to  our  home  above. 

7  s.  M.  74.  S.F.  Smith. 

Sabbath  Evening. 

i    Softly  fades  the  twilight  ray 
Of  the  holy  Sabbath  day ; 
Gently  as  life's  setting  sun, 
When  the  Christian's  course  is  run. 

2  Night  her  solemn  mantle  spreads 
O'er  the  earth,  as  daylight  fades ; 
All  things  tell  of  calm  repose 

At  the  holy  Sabbath's  close. 

3  Peace  is  on  the  world  abroad  ; 
'T  is  the  holy  peace  of  God,  — 
Symbol  of  the  peace  within, 
When  the  spirit  rests  from  sin. 

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CLOSE    OF    WORSHIP. 

Still  the  Spirit  lingers  near, 
Where  the  evening  worshipper 
Seeks  communion  with  the  skies, 
Pressing  onward  to  the  prize. 

Saviour,  may  our  Sabbaths  be 
Days  of  peace  and  joy  in  thee, 
Till  in  heaven  our  souls  repose, 
Where  the  Sabbath  ne'er  shall  close. 


7  s.  M.  #   0  .  J-  Newton. 

Benediction. 

i    Now  may  He  who  from  the  dead 

Brought  the  Shepherd  of  the  sheep, 
Jesus  Christ,  our  King  and  Head, 
All  our  souls  in  safety  keep. 

2   May  he  teach  us  to  fulfil 

What  is  pleasing  in  his  sight, 
Perfect  us  in  all  his  will, 

And  preserve  us  day  and  night. 


8  &  7  s.  M.  #   U  .  J-  Newton. 

Prayer  for  a  Blessing. 

May  the  grace  of  Christ,  our  Saviour, 
And  the  Father's  boundless  love, 

With  the  Holy  Spirit's  favor, 
Rest  upon  us  from  above. 

Thus  may  we  abide  in  union 
With  each  other  and  the  Lord, 

And  possess,  in  sweet  communion, 
Joys  which  earth  cannot  afford. 

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ATTRIBUTES    OF    GOD. 


H.  M.  77 .  Watts. 

God's  Wonders  of  Creation  and  Providence.     Psalm  136. 

i    Give  thanks  to  God  most  high, 
The  universal  Lord, 
The  sovereign  King  of  kings, 
And  be  his  grace  adored  : 
His  power  and  grace 
Are  still  the  same  ; 
And  let  his  name 
Have  endless  praise. 

2  How  mighty  is  his  hand ! 

What  wonders  hath  he  done  ! 
He  formed  the  earth  and  seas, 
And  spread  the  heavens  alone  : 
Thy  mercy,  Lord, 
Shall  still  endure  ; 
And  ever  sure 
Abides  thy  word. 

3  He  sent  his  only  Son 

To  save  us  from  our  woe, 
From  Satan,  sin,  and  death, 
And  every  hurtful  foe  : 
His  power  and  grace 
Are  still  the  same ; 
And  let  his  name 
Have  endless  praise. 

4  Give  thanks  aloud  to  God, 

To  God  the  heavenly  King, 


ATTRIBUTES     OF    GOD. 

And  let  the  spacious  earth 
His  works  and  glories  sing  : 
Thy  mercy,  Lord, 
Shall  still  endure  j 
And  ever  sure 
Abides  thy  word. 

C.  M.  7  O .  Watts. 

Praise  for  Creation  and  Providence. 

i    I  sing  the  almighty  power  of  God, 
That  made  the  mountains  rise  ; 
That  spread  the  flowing  seas  abroad, 
And  built  the  lofty  skies. 

2  I  sing  the  wisdom  that  ordained 

The  sun  to  rule  the  day  ; 
The  moon  shines  full  at  his  command, 
And  all  the  stars  obey. 

3  I  sing  the  goodness  of  the  Lord, 

That  filled  the  earth  with  food  ; 
He  formed  the  creatures  with  his  word, 
And  then  pronounced  them  good. 

4  Lord,  how  thy  wonders  are  displayed, 

Where'er  I  turn  mine  eye, 
If  I  survey  the  ground  I  tread, 
Or  gaze  upon  the  sky  ! 

5  There  's  not  a  plant  or  flower  below, 

But  makes  thy  glories  known  ; 
And  clouds  arise  and  tempests  blow 
By  order  from  thy  throne. 

6  Creatures,  as  numerous  as  they  be. 

Are  subject  to  thy  care ; 


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ATTRIBUTES    OF    GOD. 

There  's  not  a  place  where  we  can  fie 
But  God  is  present  there. 

His  hand  is  my  perpetual  guard  ; 

He  keeps  me  with  his  eye  : 
Why  should  I,  then,  forget  the  Lord, 

Who  is  for  ever  nigh  ? 


L.  M.  79.  Gibbons. 

God  the  Father  and  Friend  of  all. 

i    The  earth  and  all  the  heavenly  frame 
Their  great  Creator's  love  proclaim  ; 
He  gives  the  sun  his  genial  power, 
And  sends  the  soft,  refreshing  shower. 

2  The  ground  with  plenty  blooms  again, 
And  yields  her  various  fruits  to  men  ; 
To  men,  who  from  thy  bounteous  hand 
Receive  the  gifts  of  every  land. 

3  Nor  to  the  human  race  alone 

Is  thy  paternal  goodness  shown  ; 
The  tribes  of  earth  and  sea  and  air 
Enjoy  thy  universal  care. 

4  Not  even  a  sparrow  yields  its  breath, 
Till  God  permit  the  stroke  of  death  ; 
He  hears  the  ravens  when  they  call, 
The  Father  and  the  Friend  of  all  ! 


L.  M.  0\J .  Addison. 

The  Voice  of  God  in  his  Works. 


The  spacious  firmament  on  high, 
With  all  the  blue,  ethereal  sky, 


ATTRIBUTES    OF    GOD. 

And  spangled  heavens,  a  shining  frame, 

Their  great  Original  proclaim. 

The  unwearied  sun,  from  day  to  day, 

Does  his  Creator's  power  display, 

And  publishes  to  every  land 

The  work  of  an  almighty  hand. 

2  Soon  as  the  evening  shades  prevail, 
The  moon  takes  up  the  wondrous  tale, 
And  nightly  to  the  listening  earth 
Repeats  the  story  of  her  birth  ; 
While  all  the  stars  that  round  her  burn, 
And  all  the  planets  in  their  turn, 
Confirm  the  tidings  as  they  roll, 

And  spread  the  truth  from  pole  to  pole. 

3  What  though  in  solemn  silence  all 
Move  round  the  dark,  terrestrial  ball  ? 
What  though  nor  real  voice  nor  sound 
Amidst  their  radiant  orbs  be  found  ? 
In  reason's  ear  they  all  rejoice, 

And  utter  forth  a  glorious  voice  ; 
For  ever  singing,  as  they  shine,  — 
'•  The  hand  that  made  us  is  divine.'' 


CM.  81.  Keble. 

The  invisible  things  of  Him,  clearly  seen,  being  understood  by  the 
things  that  are  made." 

i    There  is  a  book,  who  runs  may  read, 
Which  heavenly  truth  imparts, 
And  all  the  lore  its  scholars  need, 
Pure  eyes  and  Christian  hearts. 

2   The  works  of  God  above,  below, 
Within  us,  and  around, 


ATTRIBUTES     OF    GOD. 

Are  pages  in  that  book,  to  show- 
How  God  himself  is  found. 

3  The  glorious  sky,  embracing  all, 

Is  like  the  Maker's  love, 
Wherewith  encompassed,  great  and  small 
In  peace  and  order  move. 

4  The  dew  of  heaven  is  like  thy  grace  ; 

It  steals  in  silence  down  ; 
But  where  it  lights,  the  favored  place 
By  richest  fruits  is  known. 

5  One  name,  above  all  glorious  names, 

With  its  ten  thousand  tongues, 
The  everlasting  sea  proclaims, 
Echoing  angelic  songs. 

6  The  raging  fire,  the  roaring  wind, 

Thy  boundless  power  display  ; 
But  in  the  gentler  breeze  we  find 
Thy  Spirit's  viewless  way. 

7  Thou,  who  hast  given  me  eyes  to  see 

And  love  this  sight  so  fair, 
Give  me  a  heart  to  find  out  thee, 
And  read  thee  everywhere. 


8  s.  M.  $2.  Hogg. 

Glory  to  God,  the  Giver  and  Guard  of  Life. 

Lauded  be  thy  name  for  ever, 
Thou  of  life  the  Guard  and  Giver  ! 
Thou  who  slumber'st  not,  nor  sleepest, 
Blest  are  they  thou  kindly  keepest  ! 


ATTRIBUTES    OF    GOD. 

God  of  stillness  and  of  motion, 
Of  the  rainbow  and  the  ocean, 
Of  the  mountain,  rock,  and  river, 
Blessed  be  thy  name  for  ever  ! 

God  of  evening's  yellow  ray  ! 
God  of  yonder  dawning  day, 
That  rises  from  the  distant  sea 
Like  breathings  of  eternity  ! 
Thine  the  naming  sphere  of  light, 
Thine  the  darkness  of  the  night. 
God  of  life,  that  fade  shall  never, 
Glory  to  thy  name  for  ever ! 

C.  P.  M.  OO.  Smart. 

All  Nature  proclaiming  the  Glory  of  God. 

We  sing  of  God,  the  mighty  source 
Of  all  things,  the  stupendous  force 

On  which  all  things  depend  ; 
From  whose  right  arm,  beneath  whose  eyes, 
All  period,  power,  and  enterprise 

Commence,  and  reign,  and  end. 

The  world,  the  clustering  spheres  he  made, 
The  glorious  light,  the  soothing  shade  ; 

Dale,  plain,  and  grove  and  hill  ; 
The  multitudinous  abyss, 
Where  nature  joys  in  secret  bliss, 

And  wisdom,  hides  her  skill. 

Tell  them  I  am,  Jehovah  said 

To  Moses,  while  earth  heard  in  dread, 

And,  smitten  to  the  heart, 
At  once,  above,  beneath,  around, 
All  nature,  without  voice  or  sound, 

Replied,  O  Lord,  Thou  art  ! 


ATTRIBUTES    OF    GOD. 

CM.  84.  Watts. 

The  Wisdom  of  God  in  his  Works.     Psalm  111 . 

1  Songs  of  immortal  praise  belong 

To  my  almighty  God  ; 
He  has  my  heart,  and  he  my  tongue, 
To  spread  his  name  abroad. 

2  How  great  the  works  his  hand  has  wrought  ! 

How  glorious  in  our  sight ! 
And  men  in  every  age  have  sought 
His  wonders  with  delight. 

3  How  most  exact  is  nature's  frame  ! 

How  wise  the  Eternal  Mind ! 
His  counsels  never  change  the  scheme 
That  his  first  thoughts  designed. 

4  Nature  and  time,  and  earth  and  skies, 

Thy  heavenly  skill  proclaim  ; 
What  shall  we  do  to  make  us  wise, 
But  learn  to  read  thy  name  ? 

5  To  fear  thy  power,  to  trust  thy  grace, 

Is  our  divinest  skill ; 
And  he  's  the  wisest  of  our  race, 
That  best  obeys  thy  will. 


H.  M.  85.  Tate  &  Brady. 

God's  Power  and  Goodness. 

To  God,  the  mighty  Lord, 
Your  joyful  thanks  repeat ; 

To 'him  due  praise  afford, 
As  good  as  he  is  great  : 

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ATTRIBUTES    OF    GOD. 

For  God  does  prove 
Our  constant  friend, 

His  boundless  love 
Shall  never  end. 

By  his  almighty  hand 

Amazing  works  are  wrought  ; 
The  heavens  by  his  command 

Were  to  perfection  brought : 
For  God,  &c. 

He  spread  the  ocean  round 
About  the  spacious  land, 

And  made  the  rising  ground 
Above  the  waters  stand  : 
For  God,  &c. 

He,  in  our  depth  of  woes, 
On  us  with  favor  thought, 

And  from  our  cruel  foes 

In  peace  and  safety  brought  : 
For  God,  &c. 

He  does  the  food  supply, 

On  which  all  creatures  live  ; 
To  God,  who  reigns  on  high, 
Eternal  praises  give  : 
For  God  will  prove 

Our  constant  friend, 
His  boundless  love 
Shall  never  end. 


CM.  86.  Watts. 

God's  universal  Dominion. 

Keep  silence,  all  created  things, 
And  wait  your  Maker's  nod ; 


ATTRIBUTES    OF    GOD. 

The  Muse  stands  trembling  while  she  sings 
The  honors  of  her  God. 

2  Life,  death,  and  hell,  and  worlds  unknown 

Hang  on  his  firm  decree  ; 
He  sits  on  no  precarious  throne, 
Nor  borrows  leave  to  be. 

3  Unnumbered  ages  ere  the  skies 

Were  into  motion  brought, 
Whate'er  through  endless  years  shall  rise 
Stood  present  to  his  thought. 


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The  almighty  voice  bid  ancient  Night 
Her  endless  realms  resign  ; 

And,  lo !  ten  thousand  globes  of  light 
In  fields  of  azure  shine. 


5   Now  wisdom,  with  superior  sway, 
Guides  the  vast,  moving  frame, 
Whilst  all  the  ranks  of  beings  pay 
Deep  reverence  to  his  name. 


L.  M.  O  /  .  Doddridge. 

The  Greatness  of  God. 

i    Ye  weak  inhabitants  of  clay, 
Ye  trifling  insects  of  a  day, 
Low  in  your  native  dust  bow  down 
Before  the  Eternal's  awful  throne. 

2   Let  Lebanon  its  cedars  bring, 

To  blaze  before  the  sovereign  King  ; 
And  all  the  beasts,  that  on  it  feed, 
As  victims  at  his  altar  bleed  : 


ATTRIBUTES    OF    GOD. 

3    Loud  let  ten  thousand  trumpets  sound, 
And  call  remotest  nations  round ; 
Assembled  on  the  crowded  plains, 
Princes  and  people,  kings  and  swains. 

<i    Joined  with  the  living,  let  the  dead, 
Rising,  the  face  of  earth  o'erspread ; 
And,  while  his  praise  unites  their  tongues, 
Let  angels  echo  back  the  songs. 

5    The  drop  that  from  the  bucket  falls, 
The  dust  that  hangs  upon  the  scales, 
Is  more  to  sky  and  earth  and  sea, 
Than  all  this  pomp,  O  God  !  to  thee. 

L.  M.  88.  Watts. 

The  Greatness  of  God.     Psalm  145. 

i    My  God,  my  King,  thy  various  praise 
Shall  fill  the  remnant  of  my  days  : 
Thy  grace  employ  my  humble  tongue, 
Till  death  and  glory  raise  the  song. 

2  The  wings  of  every  hour  shall  bear 
Some  thankful  tribute  to  thine  ear  ; 
And  every  setting  sun  shall  see 
New  works  of  duty  done  for  thee. 

3  Thy  works  with  sovereign  glory  shine, 
And  speak  thy  majesty  divine  ; 

O,  let  our  land  aloud  proclaim 
The  sound  and  honor  of  thy  name. 

4  Let  distant  times  and  nations  raise 
The  long  succession  of  thy  praise  ; 
And  unborn  ages  make  my  song 
The  joy  and  labor  of  their  tongue. 


ATTRIBUTES    OF    GOD. 

But  who  can  speak  thy  wondrous  deeds  ? 
Thy  greatness  all  our  thoughts  exceeds ; 
Vast  and  unsearchable  thy  ways, 
Yast  and  immortal  be  thy  praise. 

CM.  Ot/.  Sternhold. 

The  Majesty  of  T3od.    Psalm  18. 

i    The  Lord  descended  from  above, 
And  bowed  the  heavens  high ; 
And  underneath  his  feet  he  cast 
The  darkness  of  the  sky. 

2  On  cherub  and  on  cherubim 

Full  royally  he  rode  ; 
And  on  the  wings  of  all  the  winds 
Came  flying  all  abroad. 

3  And  like  a  den  most  dark  he  made 

His  hid  and  secret  place  ; 
With  waters  black  and  airy  clouds 
Environed  he  was. 

4  He  sat  serene  upon  the  floods, 

Their  fury  to  restrain  ; 
And  he  as  sovereign  Lord  and  King 
For  evermore  shall  reign. 

L.  M.  90.    ,         Watts. 

God  Incomprehensible  and  Sovereign. 

Can  creatures  to  perfection  find 
The  eternal,  uncreated  mind  ? 
Or  can  the  largest  stretch  of  thought 
Measure  and  search  his  nature  out  ? 


ATTRIBUTES    OF    GOD. 

2  'T  is  high  as  heaven,  't  is  deep  as  hell  ; 
And  what  can  mortals  know  or  tell  ? 
His  glory  spreads  beyond  the  sky, 
And  all  the  shining  worlds  on  high. 

3  God  is  a  King  of  power  unknown  ; 
Firm  are  the  orders  of  his  throne  ; 
If  he  resolve,  who  dare  oppose, 

Or  ask  him  why  or  what  he  does  ? 

4  He  frowns,  and  darkness  veils  the  moon  ; 
The  fainting  sun  grows  dim  at  noon  ; 
The  pillars  of  heaven's  starry  roof 
Tremble  and  start  at  his  reproof. 

5  These  are  a  portion  of  his  ways  ; 
But  who  shall  dare  describe  his  face  ? 
Who  can  endure  his  light,  or  stand 
To  hear  the  thunders  of  his  hand  ? 

L.  M.  \J  JL  .  Doddridge. 

Seeing  the  Invisible. 

i    Eternal  and  immortal  King  ! 

Thy  peerless  splendors  none  can  bear  ; 
But  darkness  veils  seraphic  eyes, 

When  God  with  all  his  lustre  's  there. 

2    Yet  faith  can  pierce  the  awful  gloom, 
The  great  Invisible  can  see  ; 
And  with  its  tremblings  mingle  joy, 
In  fixed  regards,  great  God !  to  thee. 

a    Then  every  tempting  form  of  sin, 

Shamed  in  thy  presence,  disappears ; 
And  all  the  glowing,  raptured  soul 
The  likeness  it  contemplates  wears. 

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ATTRIBUTES    OF    GOD. 

4  O  ever  conscious  to  my  heart ! 

Witness  to  its  supreme  desire  ! 
Behold  it  presseth  on  to  thee, 

For  it  hath  caught  the  heavenly  fire. 

5  This  one  petition  would  it  urge,  — 

To  bear  thee  ever  in  its  sight  ; 
In  life,  in  death,  in  worlds  unknown, 
Its  only  portion  and  delight ! 

CM.  92.  Watts. 

God's  eternal  Dominion. 

i    Great  God,  how  infinite  art  thou ! 
What  worthless  worms  are  we ! 
Let  the  whole  race  of  creatures  bow. 
And  pay  their  praise  to  thee. 

2  Thy  throne  eternal  ages  stood, 

Ere  seas  or  stars  were  made  ; 
Thou  art  the  ever-living  God, 
Were  all  the  nations  dead. 

3  Eternity,  with  all  its  years, 

Stands  present  in  thy  view  ; 
To  thee  there  's  nothing  old  appears,  — 
Great  God,  there  's  nothing  new. 

4  Our  lives  through  various  scenes  are  drawn, 

And  vexed  with  trifling  cares, 
While  thine  eternal  thought  moves  on 
Thine  undisturbed  affairs. 

5  Great  God,  how  infinite  art  thou ! 

What. worthless  worms  are  we  ! 
Let  the  whole  race  of  creatures  bow, 
And  pay  their  praise  to  thee. 

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ATTRIBUTES     OF    GOD. 

CM.  9  O .  Burns. 

Eternity  of  God  and  Frailty  of  Man.    Psalm  30. 

i    O  Thou,  the  first,  the  greatest  friend 
Of  all  the  human  race, 
Whose  strong  right  hand  has  ever  been 
Their  stay  and  dwelling-place  ! 

2  Before  the  mountains  heaved  their  heads 

Beneath  thy  forming  hand, 
Before  this  ponderous  globe  itself 
Arose  at  thy  command,  — 

3  That  power  which  raised,  and  still  upholds, 

This  universal  frame, 
From  countless,  unbeginning  time, 
Was  ever  still  the  same. 

4  Those  mighty  periods  of  years, 

Which  seem  to  us  so  vast, 
Appear  no  more  before  thy  sight, 
Than  yesterday  that  's  past. 

5  But  man  is  like  the  morning  flower, 

In  beauty's  pride  arrayed  ; 
And  long  ere  night  cut  down  it  lies, 
All  withered  and  decayed  ! 

L.  M.  94.  Kippis. 

God  Incomprehensible. 

Great  God !  in  vain  man's  narrow  view 
Attempts  to  look  thy  nature  through  ; 
Our  laboring  powers  with  reverence  own, 
Thy  glories  never  can  be  known. 

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ATTRIBUTES    OF    GOD. 

2  Not  the  high  seraph's  mighty  thought, 
Who  countless  years  his  God  has  sought, 
Such  wondrous  height  or  depth  can  find, 
Or  fully  trace  thy  boundless  mind. 

3  Yet,  Lord,  thy  kindness  deigns  to  show 
Enough  for  mortal  man  to  know  ; 
While  wisdom,  goodness,  power  divine, 
Through  all  thy  works  and  conduct  shine. 

4  O,  may  our  souls  with  rapture  trace 
Thy  works  of  nature  and  of  grace, 
Explore  thy  sacred  name,  and  still 
Press  on  to  know  and  do  thy  will. 

CM.  95.  Watts. 

Eternity  of  God.     Psalm  76. 

i    Our  God  !  our  help  in  ages  past, 
Our  hope  for  years  to  come, 
Our  shelter  from  the  stormy  blast, 
And  our  eternal  home  ! 

2  Before  the  hills  in  order  stood, 

Or  earth  received  her  frame, 
From  everlasting  thou  art  God, 
To  endless  years  the  same. 

3  A  thousand  ages  in  thy  sight 

Are  like  an  evening  gone,  — 
Short  as  the  watch  that  ends  the  night 
Before  the  rising  sun. 

4  Time,  like  an  ever-rolling  stream, 

Bears  all  its  sons  away  ; 
They  fly,  forgotten,  as  a  dream 
Dies  at  the  opening  day. 


ATTRIBUTES    OF    GOD. 

5  Like  flowery  fields  the  nations  stand. 

Pleased  with  the  morning  light  ; 
The  flowers  beneath  the  mower's  hand 
Lie  withering  ere  't  is  night. 

6  Our  God  !  our  help  in  ages  past, 

Our  hope  for  years  to  come ! 
Be  thou  our  guard  while  troubles  last, 
And  our  eternal  home. 

CM.  t/U.  Aebuckle. 

Omnipresence,  Wisdom,  and  Goodness  of  God. 

i    My  heart  and  all  my  ways,  O  God, 
By  thee  are  searched  and  seen  ; 
My  outward  acts  thine  eye  observes, 
My  secret  thoughts  within. 

2  Attendant  on  my  steps  all  day 

Thy  providence  I  see, 
And  in  the  solitude  of  night 
I  'm  present  still  with  thee. 

3  No  spot  the  boundless  realms  of  space 

Whence  thou  art  absent  know  ; 
In  heaven  thou  reign'st  a  glorious  King, 
An  awful  Judge  below. 

4  Goodness  and  majesty  and  power 

Through  all  thy  works  are  shown  ; 
Richly  displayed  in  nature's  frame. 
And  richly  in  my  own. 

5  To  all  my  parts  their  place  and  use 

Thy  wisdom  had  assigned, 
Ere  yet  these  parts  a  being  had 
But  in  thy  forming  mind. 

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ATTRIBUTES    OF    GOD. 

6  Ten  thousand  thousand  times  my  life 

I  Ve  to  thy  goodness  owed ; 

Thy  daily  care  preserves  the  gift 

Thy  bounty  first  bestowed. 

7  Lord,  if  within  my  thoughtless  heart 

Thou  aught  shouldst  disapprove, 
The  secret  evil  bring  to  light, 
And  by  thy  grace  remove. 

s   If  e'er  my  ways  have  been  perverse, 
Or  foolish  in  thy  view, 
Recall  my  steps  to  thy  commands, 
And  form  my  life  anew. 

L.  M.  97.  Tate  &  Brady. 

God's  Omnipresence  and  Omniscience.     Psalm  139. 

i    Thou,  Lord,  by  strictest  search  hast  known 
My  rising  up  and  lying  down  ; 
My  secret  thoughts  are  known  to  thee, 
Known  long  before  conceived  by  me. 

2  Thine  eye  my  bed  and  path  surveys, 
My  public  haunts  and  private  ways ; 

Thou  know'st  what  't  is  my  lips  would  vent. 
My  yet  unuttered  words'  intent. 

3  Surrounded  by  thy  power  I  stand  ; 
On  every  side  I  find  thy  hand  ; 

O  skill,  for  human  reach  too  high  ! 
Too  dazzling  bright  for  mortal  eye  ! 

4  O,  could  I  so  perfidious  be, 

To  think  of  once  deserting  thee, 

Where,  Lord,  could  I  thy  influence  shun  ? 

Or  whither  from  thy  presence  run  ? 

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ATTRIBUTES    OF    GOD. 

C.  M.  98.  Watts. 

God  is  everywhere.     Psalm  139. 

i    In  all  my  vast  concerns  with  thee, 
In  vain  my  soul  would  try 
To  shun  thy  presence,  Lord,  or  flee 
The  notice  of  thine  eye. 

2  Thy  all-surrounding  sight  surveys 

My  rising  and  my  rest, 
My  public  walks,  my  private  ways, 
And  secrets  of  my  breast. 

3  My  thoughts  lie  open  to  the  Lord 

Before  they  're  formed  within  ; 
And  ere  my  lips  pronounce  the  word, 
He  knows  the  sense  I  mean. 

4  O  wondrous  knowledge,  deep  and  high  ! 

Where  can  a  creature  hide  ? 
Within  thy  circling  arms  I  lie, 
Beset  on  every  side. 

5  So  let  thy  grace  surround  me  still, 

And  like  a  bulwark  prove, 
To  guard  my  soul  from  every  ill, 
Secured  by  sovereign  love. 

L.  M.  99.  Watts. 

Omniscience  and  Omnipresence  of  God.     Psalm  139. 

Lord,  thou  hast  searched  and  seen  me  througl 
Thine  eye  commands,  with  piercing  view, 
My  rising  and  my  resting  hours, 
My  heart  and  flesh,  with  all  their  powers. 

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ATTRIBUTES    OF    GOD. 

2  My  thoughts,  before  they  are  my  own, 
Are  to  my  God  distinctly  known  ; 

He  knows  the  words  I  mean  to  speak, 
Ere  from  my  opening  lips  they  break. 

3  Within  thy  circling  power  I  stand  ; 
On  every  side  I  find  thy  hand ; 
Awake,  asleep,  at  home,  abroad, 

1  am  surrounded  still  with  God. 

4  Amazing  knowledge,  vast  and  great ! 
What  large  extent !  what  lofty  height ! 
My  soul,  with  all  the  powers  I  boast, 
Is  in  the  boundless  prospect  lost. 

5  O,  may  these  thoughts  possess  my  breast, 
Where'er  I  rove,  where'er  I  rest, 

Nor  let  my  weaker  passions  dare 
Consent  to  sin,  for  God  is  there. 

H.  M.  100.  Watts. 

God's  Majesty  and  Sovereignty. 

i    The  Lord  Jehovah  reigns  ; 
His  throne  is  built  on  high  ; 
The  garments  he  assumes 
Are  light  and  majesty  : 
His  glories  shine 

With  beams  so  bright, 
No  mortal  eye 

Can  bear  the  sight. 

2  The  thunders  of  his  hand 

Keep  the  wide  world  in  awe  ; 
His  wrath  and  justice  stand 
To  guard  his  holy  law : 


ATTRIBUTES    OF    GOD. 

And  where  his  love 

Resolves  to  bless, 
His  truth  confirms 

And  seals  the  grace. 

3   xind  can  this  mighty  King 
Of  glory  condescend  ? 
And  will  he  write  his  name 

"  My  Father  and  my  Friend  "  ? 
I  love  his  name, 

I  love  his  word  ; 
Join,  all  my  powers, 
And  praise  the  Lord. 

L.  M.  101.  Watts. 

To  the  Invisible  Author  of  Nature. 

i    Thy  hand  unseen  sustains  the  poles 
On  which  this  vast  creation  rolls  ; 
The  starry  arch  proclaims  thy  power, 
Thy  pencil  glows  in  every  flower ; 

2  In  thousand  shapes  and  colors  rise 
Thy  painted  wonders  to  our  eyes  ; 

While  beasts  and  birds,  with  laboring  throats, 
Teach  us  a  God  in  thousand  notes. 

3  The  meanest  part  in  nature's  frame 
Marks  out  some  letter  of  thy  name. 
Where  sense  can  reach,  or  fancy  rove, 
From  hill  to  hill,  from  field  to  grove,  — 

4  Across  the  waves,  around  the  sky, 
There  's  not  a  spot,  or  deep  or  high, 
Where  the  Creator  has  not  trod, 
And  left  the  footsteps  of  a  God. 

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ATTRIBUTES    OF    CiUU. 

5    Fain  would  I  trace  the  immortal  way, 
That  leads  to  courts  of  endless  day, 
Where  the  Creator  stands  confessed, 
In  his  own  fairest  glories  dressed. 

CM.  102.  Browne. 

Divine  Goodness. 

i    Lord,  thou  art  good  ;  all  nature  shows 
Its  mighty  Author  kind  ; 
Thy  bounty  through  creation  flows, 
Full,  free,  and  unconfined. 

2  The  whole  in  every  part  proclaims 

Thy  infinite  good-will ; 
It  shines  in  stars,  it  flows  in  streams, 
And  bursts  from  every  hill. 

3  It  fills  the  wide-extended  main, 

And  heavens  which  spread  more  wide  ; 
It  drops  in  gentle  showers  of  rain, 
And  rolls  in  every  tide. 

4  Still  hath  it  been  diffused  and  free, 

Through  ages  past  and  gone  ; 
Nor  ever  can  exhausted  be, 
But  still  keeps  flowing  on. 

5  Through  the  whole  earth  it  pours  supplies, 

Spreads  joy  through  all  its  parts  ; 
Lord,  may  thy  goodness  draw  our  eyes, 
And  captivate  our  hearts  ! 

6  High  admiration  let  it  raise, 

And  kind  affections  move  ; 
Employ  our  tongues  in  hymns  of  praise, 
And  fill  our  hearts  with  love. 


ATTRIBUTES    OF    GOD. 

C  P.  M.  103.  Rev.  H.  Mooke. 

The  Love  of  God. 

My  God  !  thy  boundless  love  I  praise  ; 
How  bright  on  high  its  glories  blaze  ! 

How  sweetly  bloom  below  ! 
It  streams  from  thine  eternal  throne  ; 
Through  heaven  its  joys  for  ever  run, 

And  o'er  the  earth  they  flow. 

'T  is  love  that  paints  the  purple  morn, 
And  bids  the  clouds,  in  air  upborne, 

Their  genial  drops  distil  ; 
In  every  vernal  beam  it  glows, 
And  breathes  in  every  gale  that  blows, 

And  glides  in  every  rill. 

It  robes  in  cheerful  green  the  ground, 
And  pours  its  flowery  beauties  round, 

Whose  sweets  perfume  the  gale  ; 
Its  bounties  richly  spread  the  plain, 
The  blushing  fruit,  the  golden  grain, 

And  smile  on  every  vale. 

But  in  thy  word  I  see  it  shine 
With  grace  and  glories  more  divine, 

Proclaiming  sins  forgiven  ; 
There  Faith,  bright  cherub,  points  the  way 
To  realms  of  everlasting  day, 

And  opens  all  her  heaven. 

Then  let  the  love  that  makes  me  blest 
With  cheerful  praise  inspire  my  breast, 

And  ardent  gratitude  ; 
And  all  my  thoughts  and  passions  tend 
To  thee,  my  Father  and  my  Friend, 

My  soul's  eternal  good  ! 


ATTRIBUTES    OF    GOD. 

S.  M.  104.  Watts. 

Praise  for  Spiritual  and  Temporal  Mercies.    Psalm  103. 

i      O  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul! 
Let  all  within  me  join, 
And  aid  my  tongue  to  bless  his  name, 
Whose  favors  are  divine. 

2  O  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul  ! 
Nor  let  his  mercies  lie 

Forgotten  in  unthankfulness, 
And  without  praises  die. 

3  'T  is  he  forgives  thy  sins, 
'T  is  he  relieves  thy  pain, 

'T  is  he  that  heals  thy  sicknesses, 
And  makes  thee  young  again. 

4  He  crowns  thy  life  with  love, 
When  ransomed  from  the  grave  ; 

He  that  redeems  thy  soul  from  hell 
Hath  sovereign  power  to  save. 

5  He  fills  the  poor  with  good  ; 
He  gives  the  sufferers  rest  ; 

The  Lord  hath  judgments  for  the  proud, 
And  justice  for  the  oppressed. 

6  His  wondrous  works  and  ways 
He  made  by  Moses  known ; 

But  sent  the  world  his  truth  and  grace 
By  his  beloved  Son. 


ATTRIBUTES     OF    GOD. 

CM.  105.  Thomson. 

The  unceasing  Goodness  of  our  Heavenly  Father. 

Jehovah  God  !  thy  gracious  power 

On  every  hand  we  see  j 
O,  may  the  blessings  of  each  hour 

Lead  all  our  thoughts  to  thee ! 

If  on  the  wings  of  morn  we  speed 

To  earth's  remotest  bound, 
Thy  hand  will  there  our  footsteps  lead, 

Thy  love,  our  path  surround. 

Thy  power  is  in  the  ocean  deeps, 

And  reaches  to  the  skies ; 
Thine  eye  of  mercy  never  sleeps, 

Thy  goodness  never  dies. 

From  morn  till  noon,  till  latest  eve, 

The  hand  of  God  we  see  ; 
And  all  the  blessings  we  receive, 

Ceaseless  proceed  from  thee. 

In  all  the  varying  scenes  of  time 

On  thee  our  hopes  depend  ; 
Through  every  age,  in  every  clime, 

Our  Father  and  our  Friend ! 


C.  M.  106.  Watts. 

God  all  in  all.      Psalm  127. 

If  God  to  build  the  house  deny, 
The  builders  work  in  vain  ; 

And  towns,  without  his  wakeful  eye, 
A  useless  watch  maintain. 


ATTRIBUTES     OF    GOD. 

2  Before  the  morning  beams  arise, 

Your  painful  work  renew, 
And,  till  the  stars  ascend  the  skies, 
Your  tiresome  toil  pursue  ;  — 

3  Short  be  your  sleep,  and  coarse  your  fare  ; 

In  vain,  —  till  God  has  blest  ; 

But,  if  his  smiles  attend  your  care, 

You  shall  have  food  and  rest. 

4  Nor  children,  relatives,  nor  friends 

Shall  real  blessings  prove, 
Nor  all  the  earthly  joys  he  sends, 
If  sent  without  his  love. 

S.  M.  107.  Watts. 

Abounding  Compassion  of  God.     Psalm  103. 

i      My  soul,  repeat  his  praise, 
Whose  mercies  are  so  great. 
Whose  anger  is  so  slow  to  rise, 
So  ready  to  abate. 

2  High  as  the  heavens  are  raised 
Above  the  ground  we  tread, 

So  far  the  riches  of  his  grace 
Our  highest  thoughts  exceed. 

3  His  power  subdues  our  sins, 
And  his  forgiving  love 

Far  as  the  east  is  from  the  west 
Doth  all  our  guilt  remove. 

4  The  pity  of  the  Lord, 

To  those  that  fear  his  name, 
Is  such  as  tender  parents  feel  ; 
He  knows  our  feeble  frame. 


ATTRIBUTES    OF    GOD. 

5  Our  days  are  as  the  grass, 
Or  like  the  morning  flower  ; 

If  one  sharp  blast  sweep  o'er  the  field. 
It  withers  in  an  hour. 

6  But  thy  compassions,  Lord, 
To  endless  years  endure, 

And  children's  children  ever  find 
Thy  words  of  promise  sure. 

CM.  108.  Tate  &  Brady. 

Divine  Condescension.     Psalm  8. 

i    O  Thou,  to  whom  all  creatures  bow 
Within  this  earthly  frame  ! 
Through  all  the  world  how  great  art  thou  ! 
How  glorious  is  thy  name ! 

2  When  heaven,  thy  glorious  work  on  high, 

Employs  my  wondering  sight  ; 
The  moon  that  nightly  rules  the  sky, 
With  stars  of  feebler  light ;  — 

3  Lord,  what  is  man,  that  thou  shouldst  choose 

To  keep  him  in  thy  mind  ? 
Or  what  his  race,  that  thou  shouldst  prove 
To  them  so  wondrous  kind  ? 

4  Him  next  in  power  thou  didst  create 

To  thy  celestial  train, 
Ordained  with  dignity  and  state 
O'er  all  thy  works  to  reign. 

5  They  jointly  own  his  powerful  sway, 

The  beasts  that  prey  or  graze, 
The  bird  that  wings  its  airy  way, 
The  fish  that  cuts  the  seas. 

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ATTRIBUTES    OF    GOD. 


O  thou,  to  whom  all  creatures  bow 

Within  this  earthly  frame  ! 
Through  all  the  world  how  great  art  thou  ! 

How  glorious  is  thy  name  ! 


L.  M.  lUt/.  Doddridge. 

Gratitude  to  God  for  innumerable  Mercies. 

i    In  glad  amazement,  Lord,  I  stand, 
Amidst  the  bounties  of  thy  hand  ; 
How  numberless  these  bounties  are, 
How  rich,  how  various,  and  how  fair ! 

2  But,  O,  what  poor  returns  I  make ! 
What  lifeless  thanks  I  pay  thee  back  ! 
Lord,  I  confess,  with  humble  shame, 
My  offerings  scarce  deserve  the  name. 

3  Fain  would  my  laboring  heart  devise 
To  bring  some  nobler  sacrifice  ; 

It  sinks  beneath  the  mighty  load : 
What  shall  I  render  to  my  God  ? 

4  In  deep  abasement,  Lord,  I  see 
My  emptiness  and  poverty : 
Enrich  my  soul  with  grace  divine, 
And  make  it  worthier  to  be  thine. 

5  Give  me  at  length  an  angel's  tongue, 
That  heaven  may  echo  with  my  song  ; 
The  theme,  too  great  for  time,  shall  be 
My  joy  throughout  eternity. 


ATTRIBUTES    OF    GOD. 

10  S.  M.  110.  A.  C  L. 

Care  and  Compassion  of  God.     Psalm  147. 

i    Praise  ye  the  Lord !   O,  let  the  grateful  song 
From  morn  to  evening's  shade  the  theme  prolong ; 
Praise  ye  the  Lord !  and  let  the  blest  employ 
Inspire  in  every  breast  a  sacred  joy. 

2  He  heals  each  broken  heart,  binds  every  wound, — 
O,  let  his  praise  from  earth  to  heaven  resound ! 
He  names  the  stars  whose  numerous  orbs  on  high 
Spangle  with  beams  of  light  the  sombre  sky.. 

3  His  showers  refreshing  fertilize  the  plain, 

And  make,  on  mountain-tops,  fresh  verdure  reign  ; 
Sing  to  the  Lord  a  grateful  hymn  of  praise ! 
Let  each  glad  heart  its  song  of  rapture  raise ! 

4  He  hears  the  ravens  cry,  he  gives  them  food, 
And  feeds  with  care  the  tenants  of  the  wood  ; 
Unmarked  by  him  no  humble  lilies  fade, 

Nor  will  the  falling  sparrow  want  his  aid. 

5  Praise  ye  the  Lord !  and  let  the  grateful  song 
From  morn  to  eve  the  sacred  theme  prolong  ; 
Let  the  blest  theme  employ  our  fleeting  days, 
Till  in  his  courts  immortal  strains  we  raise. 


L.  M.  111.  Tate  &  Brady. 

The  Mercy  of  God  ready  to  forgive.     Psalm  103. 

My  soul,  inspired  with  sacred  love, 
God's  holy  name  for  ever  bless ; 

Of  all  his  favors  mindful  prove, 

And  still  thy  grateful  thanks  express. 


ATTRIBUTES    OF    GOD. 

2  'T  is  he  that  all  thy  sins  forgives, 

And  after  sickness  makes  thee  sound  ; 
From  danger  he  thy  life  retrieves, 

By  him  with  grace  and  mercy  crowned. 

3  The  Lord  abounds  with  tender  love, 

And  unexampled  acts  of  grace  ; 
His  wakened  wrath  doth  slowly  move, 
His  willing  mercy  flows  apace. 

4  God  will  not  always  harshly  chide, 

But  with  his  anger  quickly  part ; 

And  loves  his  punishments  to  guide 

More  by  his  love  than  our  desert. 

5  As  high  as  heaven  its  arch  extends 

Above  this  little  spot  of  clay, 
So  much  his  boundless  love  transcends 
The  small  respects  that  we  can  pay. 

6  As  far  as  't  is  from  east  to  west, 

So  far  has  he  our  sins  removed, 
Who,  with  a  father's  tender  breast. 
Has  such  as  fear  him  always  loved. 

L.  P.  M.  112.  Watts. 

Praise  for  God's  Goodness  and  Truth.     Psalm  14o. 

i    I  'll  praise  my  Maker  with  my  breath, 
And,  when  my  voice  is  lost  in  death, 

Praise  shall  employ  my  nobler  powers : 
My  days  of  praise  shall  ne'er  be  past, 
While  life  and  thought  and  being  last, 

Or  immortality  endures. 

2   Why  should  I  make  a  man  my  trust  ? 
Princes  must  die,  and  turn  to  dust ; 
Vain  is  the  help  of  flesh  and  blood ; 


ATTRIBUTES    OF    GOD. 

Their  breath  departs,  their  pomp  and  power 
And  thoughts  all  vanish  in  an  hour, 
Nor  can  they  make  their  promise  good. 

3  Happy  the  man  whose  hopes  rely 
On  Israel's  God :  he  made  the  sky, 

And  earth,  and  seas,  with  all  their  train  j 
His  truth  for  ever  stands  secure  ; 
He  saves  the  oppressed,  he  feeds  the  poor, 

And  none  shall  find  his  promise  vain. 

4  The  Lord  hath  eyes  to  give  the  blind ; 
The  Lord  supports  the  sinking  mind  ; 

He  sends  the  laboring  conscience  peace  ; 
He  helps  the  stranger  in  distress, 
The  widow  and  the  fatherless, 

And  grants  the  prisoner  sweet  release. 

5  I  '11  praise  him  while  he  lends  me  breath, 
And,  when  my  voice  is  lost  in  death, 

Praise  shall  employ  my  nobler  powers  ; 
My  days  of  praise  shall  ne'er  be  past, 
While  life  and  thought  and  being  last, 

Or  immortality  endures. 

L.  M.  J.  JL  O .  Watts. 

Blessing  God  for  his  Goodness.     Psalm  103. 

i    Bless,  O  my  soul,  the  living  God ; 

Call  home  thy  thoughts  that  rove  abroad  ; 
Let  all  the  powers  within  me  join 
In  work  and  worship  so  divine. 

2    Bless,  O  my  soul,  the  God  of  grace  ; 
His  favors  claim  thy  highest  praise  ; 
Why  should  the  wonders  he  hath  wrought 
Be  lost  in  silence  and  forgot  ? 


ATTRIBUTES    OF    GOD. 

3  The  vices  of  the  mind  he  heals, 
And  cures  the  pains  that  nature  feels, 
Redeems  the  soul  from  hell,  and  saves 
Our  wasting  life  from  threatening  graves. 

4  Our  youth  decayed  his  power  repairs  ; 
His  mercy  crowns  our  growing  years ; 
He  satisfies  our  mouth  with  good, 
And  fills  our  hopes  with  heavenly  food. 

5  He  sees  the  oppressor  and  the  oppressed, 
And  often  gives  the  sufferers  rest, 

But  will  his  justice  more  display 
In  the  last,  great,  rewarding  day. 

6  Let  the  whole  earth  his  power  confess ; 
Let  the  whole  earth  adore  his  grace  ; 
The  Gentile  with  the  Jew  shall  join 
In  work  and  worship  so  divine. 

7  s.  M.  1  JL  4: .  Bowking. 

God  in  all  Things. 

i    Father  !  thy  paternal  care 

Has  my  guardian  been,  my  guide  ; 
Every  hallowed  wish  and  prayer 

Has  thy  hand  of  love  supplied  ; 
Thine  is  every  thought  of  bliss, 

Left  by  hours  and  days  gone  by ; 
Every  hope  thine  offspring  is, 

Beaming  from  futurity. 

2    Every  sun  of  splendid  ray  ; 

Every  moon  that  shines  serene ; 
Every  morn  that  welcomes  day  ; 
Every  evening's  twilight  scene  ; 

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ATTRIBUTES    OF    GOD. 

Every  hour  which  wisdom  brings ; 

Every  incense  at  thy  shrine ; 
These,  — and  all  life's  holiest  things, 

And  its  fairest, — all  are  thine. 

And  for  all,  my  hymns  shall  rise, 

Daily  to  thy  gracious  throne  : 
Thither  let  my  asking  eyes 

Turn  unwearied,  —  righteous  One  ! 
Through  life's  strange  vicissitude 

There  reposing  all  my  care, 
Trusting  still,  through  ill  and  good, 

Fixed,  and  cheered,  and  counselled  there. 

CM.  115.  Watts. 

Pardoning  Grace.     Psalm  130. 

i    Great  God  !  should  thy  severer  eye 
And  thine  impartial  hand 
Mark  and  revenge  iniquity, 
No  mortal  flesh  could  stand. 

2  I  wait  for  thy  salvation,  Lord ; 

With  strong  desires  I  wait ; 
My  soul,  invited  by  thy  word, 
Stands  watching  at  thy  gate. 

3  Just  as  the  guards  that  keep  the  night 

Long  for  the  morning  skies, 
Watch  the  first  beams  of  breaking  light, 
And  meet  them  with  their  eyes,  — 

4  So  waits  my  soul  to  see  thy  grace  ; 

And,  more  intent  than  they, 
Meets  the  first  openings  of  thy  face, 
And  finds  a  brighter  day. 

90 


ATTRIBUTES    OF    GOD. 

Then  in  the  Lord  let  Israel  trust ; 

Let  Israel  seek  his  face  ; 
The  Lord  is  good  as  well  as  just, 

And  plenteous  is  his  grace. 

S.  M.  116.  Watts. 

God  ia  holy.     Psalm  99. 

Exalt  the  Lord  our  God, 
And  worship  at  his  feet ; 
His  nature  is  all  holiness, 
And  mercy  is  his  seat. 

s      When  Israel  was  his  church, 

When  Aaron  was  his  priest, 
When  Moses  cried,  when  Samuel  prayed, 

He  gave  his  people  rest. 

i      Oft  he  forgave  their  sins, 

Nor  would  destroy  their  race ; 
And  oft  he  made  his  vengeance  known, 
When  they  abused  his  grace. 

i      Exalt  the  Lord  our  God, 

Whose  grace  is  still  the  same ; 
Still  he  's  a  God  of  holiness, 
And  jealous  for  his  name. 


7  s.  M.  11/.  Heber. 

'  Consider  the  lilies  of  the  field ;  — behold  the  fowls  of  the  air. 

i    Lo  !  the  lilies  of  the  field  ! 

How  their  leaves  instruction  yield  ! 
Hark  to  nature's  lesson  given 
By  the  blessed  birds  of  heaven  ! 


ATTRIBUTES    OF    GOD. 

Every  bush  and  tufted  tree 
Warbles  trust  and  piety : 
Children,  banish  doubt  and  sorrow,  — 
God  provideth  for  the  morrow. 

2   One  there  lives,  whose  guardian  eye 
Guides  our  earthly  destiny  ; 
One  there  lives,  who,  Lord  of  all, 
Keeps  his  children  lest  they  fall : 
Pass  we,  then,  in  love  and  praise, 
Trusting  him,  through  all  our  days, 
Free  from  doubt  and  faithless  sorrow,  - 
God  provideth  for  the  morrow. 

CM.  JLlO.  Doddridge. 

The  Divine  Goodness  in  Afflictions. 

i    Great  Ruler  of  all  nature's  frame, 
We  own  thy  power  divine  ; 
We  hear  thy  breath  in  every  storm, 
For  all  the  winds  are  thine. 

2  Wide  as  they  sweep  their  sounding  way, 

They  work  thy  sovereign  will ; 
And,  awed  by  thy  majestic  voice, 
Confusion  shall  be  still. 

3  Thy  mercy  tempers  every  blast 

To  them  that  seek  thy  face, 
And  mingles  with  the  tempest's  roar 
The  whispers  of  thy  grace. 

4  Those  gentle  whispers  let  me  hear, 

Till  all  the  tumult  cease  ; 
And  gales  of  paradise  shall  lull 
My  weary  soul  to  peace. 


ATTRIBUTES    OF    GOD. 

CM.  119.  Watts. 

The  Faithfulness  of  God. 

i    Begin,  my  tongue,  some  heavenly  theme, 
And  speak  some  boundless  thing,  — 
The  mighty  works,  or  mightier  name, 
Of  our  eternal  King. 

2  Tell  of  his  wondrous  faithfulness, 

And  sound  his  power  abroad  ; 
Sing  the  sweet  promise  of  his  grace, 
And  the  performing  God. 

3  Proclaim,  "  Salvation  from  the  Lord 

For  wretched,  dying  men  "  ; 
His  hand  has  writ  the  sacred  word, 
With  an  immortal  pen. 

4  Engraved,  as  in  eternal  brass, 

The  mighty  promise  shines  ; 
Nor  can  the  powers  of  darkness  raze 
Those  everlasting  lines. 

8  &  7  s.  M.  1^0.  Bowrixg. 

God  is  Love. 

i    God  is  love  ;  his  mercy  brightens 
All  the  path  in  which  we  rove ; 
Bliss  he  wakes  and  woe  he  lightens  ; 
God  is  wisdom,  God  is  love. 

2   Chance  and  change  are  busy  ever ; 
Man  decays,  and  ages  move  ; 
But  his  mercy  waneth  never  ; 
God  is  wisdom,  God  is  love. 


ATTRIBUTES    OF    GOD. 

3  E'en  the  hour  that  darkest  seemeth 

Will  his  changeless  goodness  prove  ; 
From  the  gloom  his  brightness  streameth 
God  is  wisdom,  God  is  love. 

4  He  with  earthly  cares  entwineth 

Hope  and  comfort  from  above ; 
Everywhere  his  glory  shineth  ; 
God  is  wisdom,  God  is  love. 


L.  M.  1^1.  Moore. 

God's  Love  in  All. 

i   There  's  nothing  bright,  above,  below, 
From  flowers  that  bloom  to  stars  that  glow, 
Bat  in  its  light  my  soul  can  see 
Some  feature  of  the  Deity. 

2  There  's  nothing  dark,  below,  above, 
But  in  its  gloom  I  trace  thy  love, 
And  meekly  wait  the  moment  when 
Thy  touch  shall  make  all  bright  again. 

3  The  light,  the  dark,  where'er  I  look, 
Shall  be  one  pure  and  shining  book, 
Where  I  may  read,  in  words  of  flame, 
The  glories  of  thy  wondrous  name. 

10  s.  M.  i.  (Z  (Z .  Jones  Vert. 

God's  Fatherly  Care. 

Father,  there  is  no  change  to  live  with  thee, 
Save  that  in  Christ  I  grow  from  day  to  day ; 

In  each  new  word  I  hear,  each  thing  I  see, 
I  but  rejoicing  hasten  on  my  way. 

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ATTRIBUTES    OF    GOD. 

2  The  morning  comes,  with  blushes  overspread, 

And  I,  new-wakened,  find  a  morn  within, 
And  in  its  modest  dawn  around  me  shed, 

Thou  hear'st  the  prayer  and  the  ascending  hymn. 

3  Hour  follows  hour,  the  lengthening  shades  descend; 

Yet  they  could  never  reach  as  far  as  me, 
Did  not  thy  love  its  kind  protection  lend, 

That  I,  thy  child,  might  sleep  in  peace  with  thee. 


95 


DIVINE    PROVIDENCE. 

C.  P.  M.  123.  Exeter  Col. 

Grateful  Acknowledgment  of  God's  constant  Goodness. 

i    Great  Source  of  unexhausted  good  ! 

Who  giv'st  us  health,  and  friends,  and  food, 

And  peace,  and  calm  content ; 
Like  fragrant  incense  to  the  skies, 
Let  songs  of  grateful  praises  rise, 
For  all  thy  blessings  lent. 

2  Through  all  the  dangers  of  the  day, 
Thy  providence  attends  our  way, 

To  guard  us  and  to  guide  ; 
Thy  grace  directs  our  wandering  will, 
And  warns  us,  lest  seducing  ill 

Allure  our  souls  aside. 

3  Thy  smiles,  with  a  reviving  light, 
Cheer  the  long,  darksome  hours  of  night, 

And  gild  the  thickest  gloom ; 
Thy  watchful  love,  around  our  bed, 
Doth  softly  like  a  curtain  spread, 

And  guard  the  peaceful  room. 

4  To  thee  our  lives,  our  all,  we  owe, 
Our  peace  and  sweetest  joys  below, 

And  brighter  hopes  above  ; 
Then  let  our  lives,  and  all  that  's  ours, 
Our  souls,  and  all  our  active  powers, 

Be  sacred  to  thy  love. 

5  Thus,  gracious  Father !  thee  we  praise  j 
And,  while  our  feeble  songs  we  raise 

To  bless  thee  and  adore, 


DIVINE     PROVIDENCE. 

Some  spark  of  heavenly  fire  impart, 
And  teach  each  humble,  grateful  heart 
To  bless  and  love  thee  more. 

L.  M.  1^4.  Doddridge. 

God  the  Author  of  our  Comforts  and  our  Hopes. 

i    Great  Source  of  life  !  our  souls  confess 
The  various  riches  of  thy  grace  ; 
Crowned  with  thy  mercy,  we  rejoice, 
And  in  thy  praise  exalt  our  voice. 

2  By  thee  heaven's  shining  arch  was  spread, 
By  thee  were  earth's  foundations  laid  ; 
And  all  the  charms  of  man's  abode 
Proclaim  the  wise,  the  gracious  God. 

3  Thy  tender  hand  restores  our  breath 
When  trembling  on  the  verge  of  death  ; 
Gently  it  wipes  away  our  tears, 

And  lengthens  life  to  future  years. 

4  These  lives  are  sacred  to  the  Lord,  — - 
Kindled  by  him,  by  him  restored  ; 
And,  while  our  days  renew  their  race. 
Still  would  we  walk  before  his  face. 

5  So,  when  by  him  our  souls  are  led 
Through  unknown  regions  of  the  dead, 
With  joy  triumphant  shall  they  move 
To  seats  of  nobler  life  above. 

CM.  125.  Watts. 

Human  Frailty  and  Divine  Support. 

i    Let  others  boast  how  strong  they  be, 
Nor  death  nor  danger  fear  ; 

9  97 


DIVINE     PROVIDENCE. 


But  we  '11  confess,  O  Lord,  to  thee, 
What  feeble  things  we  are. 


'5l 


2  Fresh  as  the  grass  our  bodies  stand, 

And  flourish  bright  and  gay  ; 
A  blasting  wind  sweeps  o'er  the  land, 
And  fades  the  grass  away. 

3  Our  life  contains  a  thousand  springs, 

And  dies  if  one  be  gone ; 
Strange  !  that  a  harp  of  thousand  strings 
Should  keep  in  tune  so  long. 

4  But  't  is  our  God  supports  our  frame, 

The  God  that  built  us  first  ; 
Salvation  to  the  almighty  name, 
That  reared  us  from  the  dust  ! 

5  While  we  have  breath,  or  use  our  tongues, 

Our  Maker  we  '11  adore ; 
His  spirit  moves  our  heaving  lungs, 
Or  they  would  breathe  no  more. 


CM.  1^0.  Addison. 

Gratitude  to  God  in  every  Period  of  Life. 

When  all  thy  mercies,  O  my  God ! 

My  rising  soul  surveys, 
Transported  with  the  view,  I  'm  lost 

In  wonder,  love,  and  praise. 

O,  how  shall  words,  with  equal  warmth, 

The  gratitude  declare, 
That  glows  in  my  enraptured  heart  ! 

But  thou  canst  read  it  there. 


DIVINE     PROVIDENCE. 

3  To  all  my  weak  complaints  and  cries, 

Thy  mercy  lent  an  ear, 
Ere  yet  my  feeble  thoughts  had  learned 
To  form  themselves  in  prayer. 

4  Unnumbered  comforts  on  my  soul 

Thy  tender  care  bestowed, 
Before  my  infant  heart  conceived 
From  whom  those  comforts  flowed. 

5  When  in  the  slippery  paths  of  youth 

With  heedless  steps  I  ran, 
Thine  arm,  unseen,  conveyed  me  safe, 
And  led  me  up  to  man. 

6  Through  hidden  dangers,  toils,  and  deaths, 

It  gently  cleared  my  way  ; 
And  through  the  pleasing  snares  of  vice, 
More  to  be  feared  than  they. 

7  When  worn  with  sickness,  oft  hast  thou 

With  health  renewed  my  face ; 
And,  when  in  sins  and  sorrow  sunk, 
Revived  my  soul  with  grace. 

8  Ten  thousand  thousand  precious  gifts 

My  daily  thanks  employ  ; 
Nor  is  the  least  a  cheerful  heart, 
That  tastes  those  gifts  with  joy. 

9  Through  every  period  of  my  life 

Thy  goodness  I  '11  pursue, 
And  after  death,  in  distant  worlds, 
The  glorious  theme  renew. 


DIVINE     PROVIDENCE. 

CM.  L<Z  (  .  Doddridge. 

God'a  Regard  for  his  frail  Creatures.    Psalm  103. 

i    Lord,  we  adore  thy  wondrous  name, 
And  make  that  name  our  trust, 
Which  raised  at  first  this  curious  frame 
From  mean  and  lifeless  dust. 

2  Awhile  these  frail  machines  endure, 

The  fabric  of  a  day  • 
Then  know  their  vital  powers  no  more, 
But  moulder  back  to  clay. 

3  Yet,  Lord,  whate'er  is  felt  or  feared, 

This  thought  is  our  repose,  — 
That  he,  by  whom  this  frame  was  reared, 
Its  various  weakness  knows. 

4  Thou  view'st  us  with  a  pitying  eye, 

While  struggling  with  our  load ; 
In  pains  and  dangers  thou  art  nigh, 
Our  Father  and  our  God  ! 

5  Gently  supported  by  thy  love, 

We  tend  to  realms  of  peace, 
Where  every  pain  shall  far  remove, 
And  every  frailty  cease. 

CM.  128.  Tate  &  Brady. 

Commemoration  of  God's  Benefits  from  one  Generation  to  another.    Psalm  78. 

i    Hear,  O  my  people  ;  to  my  law 
Devout  attention  lend  ; 
Let  the  instruction  of  my  mouth 
Deep  in  your  hearts  descend. 

100 


DIVINE    PROVIDENCE. 

2  My  tongue,  by  inspiration  taught, 

Shall  parables  unfold, 
Dark  oracles,  but  understood, 
And  owned  for  truths,  of  old  ;  — 

3  Which  we  from  sacred  registers 

Of  ancient  times  have  known, 
And  our  forefathers'  pious  care 
To  us  has  handed  down. 

4  We  will  not  hide  them  from  our  sons  ; 

Our  offspring  shall  be  taught 
The  praises  of  the  Lord,  whose  strength 
Has  works  of  wonder  wrought ;  — 

5  That  generations  yet  to  come 

May  to  their  unborn  heirs 
Religiously  transmit  the  same, 
And  they  again  to  theirs ;  — 

6  To  teach  them  that  in  God  alone 

Their  hope  securely  stands  ; 
That  they  should  ne'er  his  works  forget, 
But  keep  his  just  commands. 

CM.  129.  Watts. 

Religious  Instruction  of  Children.     Psalm  78. 

i    Let  children  hear  the  mighty  deeds 
Which  God  performed  of  old,  — 
Which  in  our  younger  years  we  saw, 
And  which  our  fathers  told. 

2   He  bids  us  make  his  glories  known,  — 
His  works  of  power  and  grace  ; 
And  we  '11  convey  his  wonders  down 
Through  every  rising  race. 

9*  101 


DIVINE    PROVIDENCE. 

3  Our  lips  shall  tell  them  to  our  sons, 

And  they  again  to  theirs ; 
That  generations  yet  unborn 
May  teach  them  to  their  heirs. 

4  Thus  they  shall  learn,  in  God  alone 

Their  hope  securely  stands  ; 
That  they  may  ne'er  forget  his  works, 
But  practise  his  commands. 

CM.  JL  O  U .  Doddridge  varied. 

Seeking  Protection  and  Guidance  from  the  God  of  our  Fathers. 

i    O  God  of  Bethel !  by  whose  hand 
Thy  people  still  are  fed.  — 
Who  through  this  weary  pilgrimage 
Hast  all  our  fathers  led,  — 

2  Our  vows,  our  prayers,  we  now  present 

Before  thy  throne  of  grace  ; 
God  of  our  fathers !  be  the  God 
Of  their  succeeding  race. 

3  Through  each  perplexing  path  of  life, 

Our  wandering  footsteps  guide  ; 
Give  us  each  day  our  daily  bread, 
And  raiment  fit  provide. 

4  O,  spread  thy  covering  wings  around, 

Till  all  our  wanderings  cease, 
And  at  our  Father's  loved  abode 
Our  souls  arrive  in  peace. 

5  To  thee,  as  to  our  covenant  God, 

We  '11  our  whole  souls  resign  : 
And  thankful  own,  that  all  we  are 
And  all  we  have  is  thine. 

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DIVINE     PROVIDENCE. 


Scotch  Version  of 


mj  Scotch   Version 
1         the  Psalms. 

God  our  Shepherd.     Psalm  23. 

i    The  Lord  's  my  Shepherd,  I  '11  not  want  ; 
He  makes  me  down  to  lie 
In  pastures  green  ;  he  leadeth  me 
The  quiet  waters  by. 

2  My  soul  he  doth  restore  again, 

And  me  to  walk  doth  make 
Within  the  paths  of  righteousness, 
E'en  for  his  own  name's  sake. 

3  Yea,  though  I  walk  in  death's  dark  vale, 

Yet  will  I  fear  none  ill ; 
For  thou  art  with  me,  and  thy  rod 
And  staff  me  comfort  still. 

4  My  table  thou  hast  furnished 

In  presence  of  my  foes  ; 
My  head  thou  dost  with  oil  anoint, 
And  my  cup  overflows. 

5  Goodness  and  mercy  all  my  life 

Shall  surely  follow  me, 
And  in  God's  house  for  evermore 
My  dwelling-place  shall  be. 


CM.  LOfZ,  Sternhold. 

The  Divine  Shepherd.     Psalm  23. 

My  Shepherd  is  the  living  Lord ; 

I  .therefore  nothing  need  : 
In  pastures  fair,  with  waters  calm, 

He  sets  me  forth  to  feed. 

103 


DIVINE     PROVIDENCE. 

2  He  did  convert  and  glad  my  soul, 

And  brought  my  mind  in  frame 
To  walk  in  paths  of  righteousness 
For  his  most  holy  name. 

3  Yea,  though  I  walk  in  vale  of  death, 

Yet  will  I  fear  no  ill ; 
Thy  rod,  thy  staff,  doth  comfort  me, 
And  thou  art  with  me  still. 

4  And  in  the  presence  of  my  foes 

My  table  thou  shalt  spread  ; 
Thou  shalt,  O  Lord,  fill  full  my  cup, 
And  thou  anoint  my  head. 

5  Through  all  my  life  thy  favor  is 

So  frankly  snowed  to  me, 
That  in  thy  house  for  evermore 
My  dwelling-place  shall  be. 

L.  M.  lod.  Pope's  Col. 

God  our  Shepherd  and  Guardian.     Psalm  23. 

i    As  the  good  shepherd  gently  leads 
His  wandering  flocks  to  verdant  meads, 
Where  winding  rivers,  soft  and  slow, 
Amid  the  flowery  landscape  flow,  — 

2  So  God,  the  guardian  of  my  soul, 
Does  all  my  erring  steps  control ; 
When  lost  in  sin's  perplexing  maze, 
He  brings  me  back  to  virtue's  ways. 

3  Though  I  should  journey  through  the  plains 
Where  death  in  all  his  horror  reigns, 

My  steadfast  heart  no  ill  shall  fear, 
For  thou,  my  God,  art  with  me  there. 


DIVINE     PROVIDENCE. 

4  Thine  ever-watching  providence 
Is  my  support  and  my  defence  ; 
With  thee  I  am  of  all  possessed, 
And  in  thy  favor  fully  blessed. 

5  O  bounteous  God  !  my  future  days 
Shall  be  devoted  to  thy  praise  ; 
And,  in  thy  house,  thy  sacred  name 
And  wondrous  grace  shall  be  my  theme. 

P.  M.  1  O  ~fc .  Montgomery. 

Confidence  in  Divine  Protection.     Psalm  23. 

The  Lord  is  my  Shepherd,  no  want  shall  I  know  ; 

I  feed  in  green  pastures,  safe  folded  I  rest  ; 
He  leadeth  my  soul  where  the  still  waters  flow, 

Restores  me  when  wandering,   redeems  when 
oppressed. 

Through  the  valley  and  shadow  of  death  though 
I  stray, 

Since  thou  art  my  guardian,  no  evil  I  fear ; 
Thy  rod  shall  defend  me,  thy  staff  be  my  stay, 

No  harm  can  befall  with  my  Comforter  near. 

In  the  midst  of  affliction  my  table  is  spread  ; 

With  blessings   unmeasured    my   cup   runneth 
o'er  ; 
With  perfume  and  oil  thou  anointest  my  head  ; 

What,  then,  shall  I  ask  of  thy  providence  more  ? 

Let  goodness  and  mercy,  my  bountiful  God, 
Still  follow  my  steps  till  I  meet  thee  above  ; 

I  seek,  by  the  path  which  my  forefathers  trod, 
Through  the  land  of  their   sojourn,  thy  king- 
dom of  love. 


DIVINE     PROVIDENCE. 

L.  M.  135.  Watts. 

Divine  Protection.    Psalm  121. 

i    Up  to  the  hills  I  lift  mine  eyes, 
The  eternal  hills  beyond  the  skies ; 
Thence  all  her  help  my  soul  derives ; 
There  my  almighty  Refuge  lives. 

2  He  lives  ;  the  everlasting  God, 

That  built  the  world,  that  spread  the  flood ; 
The  heavens  with  all  their  hosts  he  made, 
And  the  dark  regions  of  the  dead. 

3  He  guides  our  feet,  he  guards  our  way ; 
His  morning  smiles  bless  all  the  day ; 
He  spreads  the  evening  veil,  and  keeps 
The  silent  hours  while  Israel  sleeps. 

4  Israel,  a  name  divinely  blest, 
May  rise  secure,  securely  rest  ; 
Thy  holy  Guardian's  wakeful  eyes 
Admit  no  slumber  nor  surprise. 


H.  M.  lob .  Watts. 

God  our  Preserver.     Psalm  121. 

Upward  I  lift  mine  eyes-; 

From  God  is  all  my  aid,  — 
The  God  that  built  the  skies, 
And  earth  and  nature  made  : 
God  is  the  tower 
To  which  I  fly  ; 
His  grace  is  nigh 
In  every  hour. 

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DIVINE     PROVIDENCE. 

My  feet  shall  never  slide 

And  fall  in  fatal  snares, 
Since  God,  my  guard  and  guide, 
Defends  me  from  my  fears  : 
Those  wakeful  eyes, 
That  never  sleep, 
Shall  Israel  keep, 
When  dangers  rise. 

No  burning  heats  by  day, 

Nor  blasts  of  evening  air, 
Shall  take  my  health  away, 
If  God  be  with  me  there : 
Thou  art  my  sun, 
And  thou  my  shade, 
To  guard  my  head 
By  night  or  noon. 

Hast  thou  not  given  thy  word 

To  save  my  soul  from  death  ? 
And  I  can  trust  my  Lord 
To  keep  my  mortal  breath : 
I  '11  go  and  come, 
Nor  fear  to  die, 
Till  from  on  high 
Thou  call  me  heme. 


L.  M.  ±Q  (  .  Doddridge. 

God  the  Dwelling-place  of  his  People  through  all  Generations.    Psalm  90. 

i    Thou,  Lord,  through  every  changing  scene, 
Hast  to  thy  saints  a  refuge  been  ; 
Through  every  age,  eternal  God, 
Their  pleasing  home,  their  safe  abode. 


DIVINE     PROVIDENCE. 

2  In  thee  our  fathers  sought  their  rest ; 
In  thee  our  fathers  still  are  blest  ; 

And,  while  the  tomb  confines  their  dust, 
In  thee  their  souls  abide  and  trust. 

3  Lo,  we  are  risen,  a  feeble  race, 
Awhile  to  fill  our  fathers'  place  ; 
Our  helpless  state  with  pity  view, 
And  let  us  share  their  refuge  too. 

4  Through  all  the  thorny  paths  we  trace 
In  this  uncertain  wilderness, 

When  friends  desert,  and  foes  invade, 
Revive  our  heart,  and  guard  our  head. 

5  Soj^when jtln^pil^nrnage^ js^ ojer, 
And  we  must  dwell  in  flesh  no  more, 

To  thee  our  separate  souls  shall  come, 
And  find  in  thee  a  surer  home. 

6  'To  thee  our  infant  race  we  leave ; 

Them  may  their  fathers'  God  receive, 
That  voices  yet  unformed  may  raise 
Succeeding  hymns  of  humble  praise. 

CM.  .LOO.  Doddridge. 

The  Days  of  the  Upright  known  to  God. 

i    To  thee,  my  God,  my  days  are  known  ; 
My  soul  enjoys  the  thought ; 
My  actions  all  before  thy  face, 
Nor  are  my  faults  forgot. 

2    Each  secret  breath  devotion  breathes 
Is  vocal  to  thine  ear  : 
Arid  all  my  walks  of  daily  life 
Before  thine  eye  appear. 

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DIVINE     PROVIDENCE. 

3  The  vacant  hour,  the  active  scene, 

Thy  mercy  shall  approve  ; 
And  every  pang  of  sympathy, 
And  every  care  of  love. 

4  Ea^^ojden^  hourof.  beaming  light 

Is  gilded  by  thy  rays  ; 
And  dark  affliction's  midnight  gloom 
A  present  God  surveys. 

5  Full  in  thy  view  through  life  I  pass, 

And  in  thy  view  I  die  ; 
And,  when  each  mortal  bond  is  broke, 
Shall  find  my  God  is  nigh. 

L.  M.  1  O  a  .  Doddridge. 

Faith  encouraged. 

i    Sing  to  the  Lord,  who  loud  proclaims 
His  various  and  his  saving  names ; 
O,  may  they  not  be  heard  alone, 
But  by  our  sure  experience  known. 

2  Let  great  Jehovah  be  adored, 
The  eternal,  all-sufficient  Lord  ! 

He  through  the  world  most  high  confessed, 
By  whom  't  was  formed,  and  is  possessed. 

3  Awake,  our  noblest  powers,  to  bless 
The  God  of  Abram,  God  of  peace  ; 
Now  by  a  dearer  title  known,  — 
Father  and  God  of  Christ  his  Son. 

4  Through  every  age  his  gracious  ear 
Is  open  to  his  servants'  prayer  ; 
Nor  can  one  humble  soul  complain 
That  it  hath  sought  its  God  in  vain. 

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DIVINE     PROVIDENCE. 


5  What  unbelieving  heart  shall  dare 
In  whispers  to  suggest  a  fear, 

While  still  he  owns  his  ancient  name  ? 
The  same  his  power,  his  love  the  same. 

6  To  thee  our  souls  in  faith  arise, 

To  thee  we  lift  expecting  eyes. 
And  boldly  through  the  desert  tread. 
For  God  will  guard  where  God  shall  lead. 


L.  M.  JL4:U.  Doddridge. 

The  Bounties  of  Providence. 

i    Father  of  lights,  we  sing  thy  name, 
Who  kindlest  up  the  lamp  of  day ; 
Wide  as  he  spreads  his  golden  flame, 
His  beams  thy  power  and  love  display. 

2  Fountain  of  good,  from  thee  proceed 

The  copious  drops  of  genial  rain, 
Which  through  the  hills  and  through  the  meads 
Revive  the  grass,  and  swell  the  grain. 

3  Through  the  wide  world  thy  bounties  spread  ; 

Yet  millions  of  our  guilty  race, 
Though  by  thy  daily  bounty  fed, 

Affront  thy  law,  and  spurnthy  grace. 

4  Not  so  may  our  forgetful  hearts 

O'erlook  the  tokens  of  thy  care  ; 
But,  what  thy  liberal  hand  imparts, 
Still  own  in  praise,  still  ask  in  prayer. 

5  So  jhalljour  suns  more  grateful  shine, 

And  showers  in  sweeter  drops  shall  fall. 
When  all  our  hearts  and  lives  are  thine, 
And  thou,  our  God,  enjoyed  in  all. 


DIVINE     PROVIDENCE. 

CM.  141.  Watts 

The  Book  of  God's  Decreea. 

1  Let  the  whole  race  of  creatures  lie  - 

Abased  before  their  God  ; 
Whate'er  his  sovereign  voice  has  formed 
He  governs  with  a  nod. 

2  Ten  thousand  ages  ere  the  skies 

Were  into  motion  brought, 
All  the  long  years  and  worlds  to  come 
Stood  present  to  his  thought. 

3  There  's  not  a  sparrow  or  a  worm. 

But  \s  found  in  his  decrees  ; 
He  raises  monarchs  to  their  throne, 
And  sinks  them  as  he  please. 

4  If  light  attend  the  course  I  run, 

'T  is  he  provides  those  rays ; 
And  't  is  his  hand  that  hides  my  sun, 
If  darkness  cloud  my  days. 

5  Yet  I  would  not  be  much  concerned, 

Nor  vainly  long  to  see 
The  volumes  of  his  deep  decrees,  — 
What  months  are  writ  for  me. 

6  When  he  reveals  the  book  of  life, 

O,  may  I  read  my  name 
Amongst  the  chosen  of  his  love, 
The  followers  of  the  Lamb ! 


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DIVINE     PROVIDENCE. 

CM.  142.  J.Scott. 

Divine  Providence  and  the  Folly  of  Self-dependence. 

i   God  reigns !  events  in  order  flow, 
Man's  industry  to  guide  ; 
But  in  a  different  channel  go, 
To  humble  human  pride. 

2  The  swift  not  always  in  the  race 

Shall  win  the  crowning  prize ; 
Not  always  wealth  and  honor  grace 
The  labors  of  the  wise. 

3  Fond  mortals  do  themselves  beguile, 

When  on  themselves  they  rest  ; 
Blind  is  their  wisdom,  vain  their  toil, 
By  thee,  O  Lord,  unblest. 

4  'T  is  ours  the  furrows  to  prepare, 

And  sow  the  precious  grain  ; 
'T  is  thine  to  give  the  sun  and  air, 
And  send  the  genial  rain. 

5  Evil  and  good  before  thee  stand, 

Their  mission  to  perform  ; 
The  sun  shines  bright  at  thy  command, 
Thy  hand  directs  the  storm. 

6  In  all  our  ways,  we  humbly  own 

Thy  providential  power  ; 
Intrusting  to  thy  care  alone 
The  lot  of  every  hour. 


DIVINE     PROVIDENCE. 

C.  M.  143.  Cowper. 

The  Mystery  and  Benignity  of  Providence. 

i    God  moves  in  a  mysterious  way, 
His  wonders  to  perform ; 
He  plants  his  footsteps  in  the  sea, 
And  rides  upon  the  storm. 

2  Deep  in  unfathomable  mines 

Of  never-failing  skill, 
He  treasures  up  his  vast  designs. 
And  works  his  sovereign  will. 

3  Ye  fearful  saints,  fresh  courage  take  ; 

The  clouds  ye  so  much  dread 
Are  big  with  mercy,  and  will  break 
In  blessings  on  your  head. 

4  Judge  not  the  Lord  by  feeble  sense, 

But  trust  him  for  his  grace  ; 
Behind  a  frowning  providence 
He  hides  a  smiling  face. 

5  His  purposes  will  ripen  fast, 

Unfolding  every  hour ; 
The  bud  may  have  a  bitter  taste, 
But  sweet  will  be  the  flower. 

6  Blind  unbelief  is  sure  to  err, 

And  scan  his  work  in  vain  ; 
God  is  his  own  interpreter, 
And  he  will  make  it  plain. 


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DIVINE     PROVIDENCE. 

L.  M.  144.  Liv.  Old  Col. 

Our  Portion  in  Life  appointed  by  God. 

i    Through  all  the  various  shifting  scene 
Of  life's  mistaken  ill  or  good, 
Thy  hand,  O  God,  conducts,  unseen, 
The  beautiful  vicissitude. 

2  Thou  givest  with  paternal  care, 

Howe'er  unjustly  we  complain, 
To  all  their  necessary  share 

Of  joy  and  sorrow,  health  and  pain. 

3  All  things  on  earth,  and  all  in  heaven, 

On  thy  eternal  will  depend ; 
And  all  for  greater  good  were  given, 
Would  man  pursue  the  appointed  end. 

4  Be  this  my  care,  — to  all  beside 

Indifferent  let  my  wishes  be  ; 
Passion  be  calm,  subdued  be  pride, 

And  fixed  my  soul,  great  God !  on  thee. 


L.  M.  145.  Browne. 

Giving  Thanks  in  all  Things. 

God  of  our  lives  !  our  thanks  to  thee 
Should,  like  thy  gifts,  continual  be  ; 
In  constant  streams  thy  bounty  flows, 
Nor  end  nor  intermission  knows. 

From  thee  our  comforts  all  arise, 
Our  numerous  wants  thy  hand  supplies ; 
Nor  can  we  ever,  Lord,  be  poor, 
Who  live  on  thine  exhaustless  store. 

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3   If  what  we  ask  our  God  denies 


It  is  because  he  's  good  and  wise  ; 
And  what  for  evils  we  mistake. 
He  can  our  greatest  blessings  make. 

4  Deep,  Lord,  upon  the  thankful  breast 
Let  all  thy  favors  be  impressed, 
That  we  may  never  more  forget 
The  whole,  or  any  single  debt. 

5  Dispose  us,  each  revolving  day, 
For  daily  gifts,  our  thanks  to  pay ; 

And,  though  withdrawn  those  gifts  should  be, 
In  all  things  to  give  thanks  to  thee. 

S.M.  146.  Watts. 

The  Changes  of  Life  from  God. 

i      As  various  as  the  moon 
Is  man's  estate  below  ; 
To  his  bright  day  of  gladness  soon 
Succeeds  a  night  of  woe. 

2  The  night  of  woe  resigns 
Its  darkness  and  its  grief; 

Again  the  morn  of  comfort  shines, 
And  brings  our  souls  relief. 

3  Yet  not  to  fickle  chance 
Is  man's  condition  given  ; 

His  bright  and  darker  hours  advance 
By  the  fixed  laws  of  heaven. 

4  God  measures  unto  all 
Their  lot  of  good  and  ill  ; 

Nor  this  too  great,  nor  that  too  small,  — 
All  is  a  Father's  will. 

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5      Let  each  conform  his  mind 
To  every  changing  state  ; 
Rejoicing  now,  and  now  resigned. 
And  the  great  issue  wait. 

CM.  14/.  Heginbotham. 

Praise  to  God  through  all  the  Changes  of  Life. 

i    Father  of  mercies  !  God  of  love  ! 
My  Father  and  my  God  ! 
I  '11  sing  the  honors  of  thy  name. 
And  spread  thy  praise  abroad. 

2  In  every  period  of  my  life, 

Thy  thoughts  of  love  appear ! 
Thy  mercies  gild  the  transient  scene, 
And  crown  each  passing  year. 

3  In  all  thy  mercies,  may  my  soul 

A  Father's  bounty  see  ; 
Nor  let  the  gifts  thy  grace  bestows 
Estrange  my  heart  from  thee. 

4  Teach  me,  in  times  of  deep  distress, 

To  own  thy  hand,  O  God ! 
And  in  submissive  silence  hear 
The  lessons  of  thy  rod. 

5  Through  every  changing  state  of  life, 

Each  bright,  each  clouded  scene, 
Give  me  a  meek  and  humble  mind, 
Still  equal  and  serene.* 

6  Then  may  I  close  my  eyes  in  death, 

Free  from  all  anxious  fear  ; 
For  death  itself,  my  God  !  is  life, 
If  thou  be  with  me  there. 

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DIVINE    PROVIDENCE. 

L.  M.  148.  Watts. 

The  Darkness  of  Providence. 

i    Lord,  we  adore  thy  vast  designs, 
The  obscure  abyss  of  Providence, 
Too  deep  to  sound  with  mortal  lines, 
Too  dark  to  view  with  feeble  sense. 

2  Now  thou  array'st  thine  awful  face 

In  angry  frowns,  without  a  smile ; 
We,  through  the  cloud,  believe  thy  grace, 
Secure  of  thy  compassion  still. 

3  Through  seas  and  storms  of  deep  distress 

We  sail  by  faith,  and  not  by  sight ; 
Faith  guides  us  in  the  wilderness, 
Through  all  the  briers  and  the  night. 

4  Dear  Father,  if  thy  lifted  rod 

Resolve  to  scourge  us  here  below, 
Still  we  must  lean  upon  our  God  ; 

Thine  arm  shall  bear  us  safely  through. 


CM.  1  4:  v  .  Heginbotham. 

Praising  God  in  Life  and  Death. 

i    My  soul  shall  praise  thee,  O  my  God ! 
Through  all  my  mortal  days ; 
And  to  eternity  prolong 

Thy  vast,  thy  boundless  praise. 

2   In  each  bright  hour  of  peace  and  hope, 
Be  this  my  sweet  employ : 
Devotion  heightens  all  my  bliss, 
And  sanctifies  my  joy. 

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When  gloomy  care  or  keen  distress 
Invades  my  throbbing  breast, 

My  tongue  shall  learn  to  speak  thy  praise, 
And  soothe  my  pains  to  rest. 

Nor  shall  my  tongue  alone  proclaim 

The  honors  of  my  God  ; 
My  life,  with  all  my  active  powers, 

Shall  spread  thy  praise  abroad. 


S.  M.  JL  OU.  Doddridge. 

God's  Care  a  Remedy  for  ours. 

i      How  gentle  God's  commands  ! 
How  kind  his  precepts  are  ! 
"  Come,  cast  your  burdens  on  the  Lord, 
And  trust  his  constant  care." 

2  While  Providence  supports, 
Let  saints  securely  dwell ; 

That  hand,  which  bears  all  nature  up, 
Shall  guide  his  children  well. 

3  Why  should  this  anxious  load 
Press  down  your  weary  mind  ? 

Haste  to  your  heavenly  Father's  throne, 
And  sweet  refreshment  find. 

4  His  goodness  stands  approved 
Down  to  the  present  day ; 

I  '11  drop  my  burden  at  his  feet, 
And  bear  a  song  away. 


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7  S.  M.  1  0  1  .  Cowper. 

Welcome,  Cross. 

i    'T  is  my  happiness  below 

Not  to  live  without  the  cross, 
But  the  Saviour's  power  to  know, 

Sanctifying  every  loss : 
Trials  must  and  will  befall ; 

But  with  humble  faith  to  see 
Love  inscribed  upon  them  all, — 

This  is  happiness  to  me. 

2   God  in  Israel  sows  the  seeds 

Of  affliction,  pain,  and  toil : 
These  spring  up,  and  choke  the  weeds 

Which  would  else  o'erspread  the  soil 
Trials  make  the  promise  sweet  ; 

Trials  give  new  life  to  prayer  ; 
Trials  bring  me  to  his  feet, 

Lay  me  low,  and  keep  me  there. 

L.  M.  JL  0  £  .  Montgomery. 

"  Return  to  thy  rest,  O  my  soul." 

i    Return,  my  soul,  unto  thy  rest, 

From  vain  pursuits  and  maddening  cares ; 
From  lonely  woes  that  wring  thy  breast, 
The  world's  allurements,  toils,  and  snares. 

2  Return  unto  thy  rest,  my  soul, 

From  all  the  wanderings  of  thy  thought  ; 
From  sickness  unto  death,  made  whole ; 
Safe  through  a  thousand  perils  brought. 

3  Then  to  thy  rest,  my  soul,  return, 

From  passions  every  hour  at  strife  ; 


DIVINE     PROVIDENCE. 

Sin's  works,  and  ways,  and  wages  spurn, 
Lay  hold  upon  eternal  life. 

4   God  is  thy  rest ;  —  with  heart  inclined 
To  keep  his  word,  that  word  believe  ; 
Christ  is  thy  rest ;  —  with  lowly  mind, 
His  light  and  easy  yoke  receive. 


CM.  1  5  O .  Watts. 

Protection,  Victory,  and  Deliverance.    Psalm  91. 

i    Ye  sons  of  men,  a  feeble  race, 
Exposed  to  every  snare, 
Come,  make  the  Lord  your  dwelling-place, 
And  try,  and  trust  his  care. 

2  He  '11  give  his  angels  charge  to  keep 

Your  feet  in  all  your  ways  ; 
To  watch  your  pillow  while  you  sleep, 
And  guard  your  happy  days. 

3  »  Because  on  me  they  set  their  love, 

I  '11  save  them,"  saith  the  Lord; 
"  I  '11  bear  their  joyful  souls  above 
Destruction  and  the  sword. 

4  "  My  grace  shall  answer  when  they  call ; 

In  trouble  I  '11  be  nigh ; 
My  power  shall  help  them  when  they  fall, 
And  raise  them  when  they  die. 

5  "  Those  that  on  earth  my  name  have  known, 

I  '11  honor  them  in  heaven ; 
There  my  salvation  shall  be  shown, 
And  endless  life  be  given." 

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DIVINE     PROVIDENCE. 

L.  M.  154.  Tate  &  Brady. 

Judah  in  Bondage,  or  Remembrance  of  Captivity.    Psalm  137. 

i    When  we,  our  weary  limbs  to  rest. 

Sat  down  by  proud  Euphrates'  stream, 
We  wept,  with  doleful  thoughts  oppressed  ; 
And  Zion  was  our  mournful  theme. 

2  Our  harps,  that,  when  with  joy  we  sung, 

Were  wont  their  tuneful  parts  to  bear, 
With  silent  strings  neglected  hung 
On  willow-trees,  that  withered  there. 

3  Meanwhile  our  foes,  who  all  conspired 

To  triumph  in  our  slavish  wrongs, 
Music  and  mirth  of  us  required, 

"Come,  sing  us  one  of  Zion's  songs." 

4  How  shall  we  tune  our  voice  to  sing, 

Or  touch  our  harps  with  skilful  hands  ? 
Shall  hymns  of  joy  to  God,  our  King, 
Be  sung  by  slaves  in  foreign  lands  ? 

5  O  Salem,  our  once  happy  seat  ! 

When  I  of  thee  forgetful  prove, 
Let  then  my  trembling  hand  forget 

The  speaking  strings  with  art  to  move ! 

6  If  I  to  mention  thee  forbear, 

Eternal  silence  seize  my  tongue ; 
Or  if  I  sing  one  cheerful  air, 
Till  thy  deliverance  is  my  song. 


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L.  M.  JL  0  0  .  Sir  "Walter  Scott. 

Imploring  the  constant  Presence  of  God. 

i    When  Israel,  of  the  Lord  beloved, 

Out  from  the  land  of  bondage  came, 
Her  fathers'  God  before  her  moved, 
An  awful  guide,  in  smoke  and  flame. 

2  By  day,  along  the  astonished  lands 

The  cloudy  pillar  glided  slow  ; 
By  night,  Arabia's  crimsoned  sands 
Returned  the  fiery  column's  glow. 

3  Then  rose  the  choral  hymn  of  praise, 

And  trump  and  timbrel  answered  keen  ; 
And  Z ion's  daughters  poured  their  lays, 
With  priests'  and  warriors'  voice  between. 

4  No  portents  now  our  foes  amaze  ; 

Forsaken  Israel  wanders  lone  ; 
Our  fathers  would  not  know  thy  ways, 
And  thou  hast  left  them  to  their  own. 

5  But  present  still,  though  now  unseen, 

When  brightly  shines  the  prosperous  day, 
Be  thoughts  of  thee  a  cloudy  screen, 
To  temper  the  deceitful  ray  ! 

6  And,  O,  when  stoops  on  Judah's  path, 

In  shade  and  storm,  the  frequent  night, 
Be  thou,  long-suffering,  slow  to  wrath, 
A  burning  and  a  shining  light. 


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CHRIST    AND    CHRISTIANITY. 

CM.  156.  Milton. 

The  Kingdom  of  God  on  Earth.     Psalms  85,  86. 

i    The  Lord  will  come  and  not  be  slow ; 
His  footsteps  cannot  err  ; 
Before  him  righteousness  shall  go, 
His  royal  harbinger. 

2  Mercy  and  Truth,  that  long  were  missed, 

Now  joyfully  are  met ; 
Sweet  Peace  and  Righteousness  have  kissed, 
And  hand  in  hand  are  set. 

3  The  nations  all  whom  thou  hast  made 

Shall  come,  and  all  shall  frame 
To  bow  them  low  before  thee,  Lord, 
And  glorify  thy  name. 

4  Truth  from  the  earth,  like  to  a  flower, 

Shall  bud  and  blossom  then, 
And  Justice,  from  her  heavenly  bower, 
Look  down  on  mortal  men. 

5  Teach  me,  O  Lord,  thy  way  most  right, 

I  in  thy  truth  will  bide  ; 
To  fear  thy  name  my  heart  unite, 
So  shall  it  never  slide. 

e   Thee  will  I  praise,  O  Lord,  my  God  ! 
Thee  honor  and  adore 
With  my  whole  heart,  and  blaze  abroad 
Thy  name  for  evermore. 

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CHRIST   AND    CHRISTIANITY. 

For  great  thou  art,  and  wonders  great 
By  thy  strong  hand  are  done  ; 

Thou,  in  thy  everlasting  seat, 
Remainest  God  alone. 


CM.  157.  Wesley. 

"A  light  to  lighten  the  Gentiles." 

The  race  that  long  in  darkness  pined 

Have  seen  a  glorious  light ; 
The  people  dwell  in  day,  who  dwelt 

In  death's  surrounding  night. 

To  hail  thy  rise,  thou  better  Sun, 
The  gathering  nations  come, 

With  joy,  as  when  the  reapers  bear 
The  harvest  treasures  home. 

To  us  a  child  of  hope  is  born, 

To  us  a  son  is  given  ; 
And  him  shall  all  the  earth  obey, 

And  all  the  hosts  of  heaven. 

His  name  shall  be  the  Prince  of  Peace, 
Whose  rule  shall  stretch  abroad, 

The  Wonderful,  the  Counsellor, 
The  great  and  mighty  Lord. 

His  power,  increasing,  still  shall  spread  ; 

His  reign  no  end  shall  know  ; 
His  throne  shall  justice  guard  above, 

And  peace  abound  below. 

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CM.  1UO.  Psalms 

The  guiding  Star. 

i    Bright  was  the  guiding  star,  that  led, 
With  mild,  benignant  ray, 
The  Gentiles  to  the  lowly  bed 
Where  our  Redeemer  lay. 

2   But,  lo  !  a  brighter,  clearer  light 
Now  points  to  his  abode  ; 
It  shines  through  sin  and  sorrow's  night, 
To  guide  us  to  our  Lord. 

s   O,  haste  to  follow  where  it  leads  ; 
The  gracious  call  obey, 
Be  rugged  wilds,  or  flowery  meads, 
The  Christian's  destined  way. 

4    O,  gladly  tread  the  narrow  path, 
While  light  and  grace  are  given  ; 
Who  meekly  follow  Christ  on  earth 
Shall  reign  with  him  in  heaven. 


11  s.  M.  _L  0  a  .  Drummond. 

"Prepare  ye  the  way  of  the  Lord." 

A  voice  from  the  desert  comes  awful  and  shrill : 
"  The  Lord  is  advancing  !  prepare  ye  the  way! 

The  word  of  Jehovah  he  comes  to  fulfil, 

And  o'er  the  dark  world  pour  the  splendor  of  day. 

"  Bring  down  the  proud  mountain,  though  towering 
to  heaven, 
And  be  the  low  valley  exalted  on  high  j 

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The  rough  path  and  crooked  be  made  smooth  and 
even, 
For,  Zion !  your  King,  your  Redeemer,  is  nigh. 

3    "  The  beams  of  salvation  his  progress  illume  ; 

The  lone,  dreary  wilderness  sings  of  her  Lord  j 
The  rose  and  the  myrtle  there  suddenly  bloom, 
And  the  olive   of   peace  spreads   its   branches 
abroad." 

7  s.  M.  1  0  0 .  Bowring. 

For  Advent  or  Christmas. 

1 

1st  Voice.  Watchman  !  tell  us  of  the  night, 

What  its  signs  of  promise  are. 
2d   Voice.  Traveller !  o'er  yon  mountain's  height 

See  that  glory-beaming  star  ! 
Is*  Voice.  Watchman  !  does  its  beauteous  ray 

Aught  of  hope  or  joy  foretell  ? 
2d   Voice.  Traveller !  yes  ;  it  brings  the  day, 

Promised  day  of  Israel ! 
1st  Voice.  Watchman !  >  Ar       •.  v  •  » 

U  Voice.  Traveller!     f  Yes,  it  brings,  &c. 

2 

1st  Voice.  Watchman  !  tell  us  of  the  night ; 

Higher  yet  that  star  ascends. 
2d   Voice.  Traveller !  blessedness  and  light, 

Peace  and  truth,  its  course  portends. 
Is*  Voice.  Watchman !  will  its  beams  alone 

Gild  the  spot  that  gave  them  birth  ? 
2d   Voice.  Traveller  !  ages  are  its  own : 

See  !  it  bursts  o'er  all  the  earth. 
1st  Voice.  Watchman !  >  are  .  &(, 

2d   Voice.  Traveller  !     \ 


CHRIST    AND    CHRISTIANITY. 


1st  Voice.  Watchman !  tell  us  of  the  night, 

For  the  morning  seems  to  dawn. 
2d   Voice.  Traveller !  darkness  takes  its  flight, 

Doubt  and  terror  are  withdrawn. 
1st  Voice.   Watchman !  let  thy  wanderings  cease  ; 

Hie  thee  to  thy  quiet  home. 
2d   Voice.  Traveller !  lo !  the  Prince  of  Peace, 

Lo !  the  Son  of  God  is  come ! 
1st  Voice.  Watchman !  >  Lo !  the    Prince    of   Peace, 
2d   Voice.  Traveller !     \  &c. 


CM.  1  0  1 .  Patrick. 

The  Appearance  of  the  Angels  to  the  Shepherds." 

i    While  shepherds  watched  their  flocks  by  night, 
All  seated  on  the  ground, 
The  angel  of  the  Lord  came  down, 
And  glory  shone  around. 

2   "  Fear  not,"  said  he,  (for  mighty  dread 
Had  seized  their  troubled  mind,) 
"  Glad  tidings  of  great  joy  I  bring 
To  you  and  all  mankind. 

a    "  To  you,  in  David's  town,  this  day 
Is  born,  of  David's  line, 
The  Saviour,  who  is  Christ  the  Lord, 
And  this  shall  be  the  sign ;  — 

4   "  The  heavenly  babe  you  there  shall  find, 
To  human  view  displayed, 
All  meanly  wrapped  in  swaddling  bands, 
And  in  a  manger  laid." 

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Thus  spake  the  seraph,  and  forthwith 

Appeared  a  shining  throng 
Of  angels,  praising  God,  and  thus 

Addressed  their  joyful  song  : 

"  All  glory  be  to  God  on  high  ! 

And  to  the  earth  be  peace ! 
Good-will  henceforth,  from  heaven  to  men, 

Begin  and  never  cease  !  " 

CM.  162.  Watts. 

The  Song  of  the  Angela. 

i    "  Shepherds,  rejoice  !  lift  up  your  eyes, 
And  send  your  fears  away ; 
News  from  the  region  of  the  skies,  — 
Salvation  's  born  to-day. 

2  "  Jesus,  the  King  whom  angels  fear, 

Comes  down  to  dwell  with  you  ; 
To-day  he  makes  his  entrance  here, 
But  not  as  monarchs  do. 

3  "No  gold  nor  purple  swaddling  bands, 

Nor  royal  shining  things  ; 
A  manger  for  his  cradle  stands, 
And  holds  the  King  of  kings. 

4  "  Go,  shepherds,  where  the  infant  lies, 

And  see  his  humble  throne ; 
With  tears  of  joy  in  all  your  eyes, 
Go,  shepherds,  kiss  the  Son." 

5  Thus  Gabriel  sang,  and  straight  around 

The  heavenly  armies  throng  ; 
They  tune  their  harps  to  lofty  sound, 
And  thus  conclude  the  song  :  — 

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6    "  Glory  to  God  who  reigns  above, 
Let  peace  surround  the  earth ; 
Mortals  shall  know  their  Maker's  love, 
By  their  Redeemer's  birth." 

8&7s.  M.  lOO.  Cawood. 

The  Song  of  the  Angels. 

i    Hark  !  what  mean  those  holy  voices, 
Sweetly  sounding  through  the  skies  ? 
Lo !  the  angelic  host  rejoices  ; 
Heavenly  hallelujahs  rise. 

2  Listen  to  the  wondrous  story, 

Which  they  chant  in  hymns  of  joy  :  — 
"  Glory  in  the  highest,  glory ! 
Glory  be  to  God  most  high. 

3  "  Peace  on  earth,  good-will  from  heaven, 

Reaching  far  as  man  is  found  ; 
Souls  redeemed  and  sins  forgiven  ;  — 
Loud  our  golden  harps  shall  sound. 

4  "  Christ  is  born,  the  great  Anointed, 

Heaven  and  earth  his  praises  sing ! 
O  receive  whom  God  appointed 

For  your  Prophet,  Priest,  and  King ! 

5  "  Hasten,  mortals,  to  adore  him ; 

Learn  his  name  and  taste  his  joy, 
Till  in  heaven  ye  sing  before  him, 
1  Glory  be  to  God  most  high  ! '  " 

6  Let  us  learn  the  wondrous  story 

Of  our  great  Redeemer's  birth  ; 
Spread  the  brightness  of  his  glory, 
Till  it  cover  all  the  earth. 


CHRIST    AJND    CHRISTIANITY. 

CM.  164.  E.  H.  Sears. 

The  Nativity. 

i    Calm  on  the  listening  ear  of  night 
Come  heaven's  melodious  strains, 
Where  wild  Judea  stretches  far 
Her  silver-mantled  plains. 

2  Celestial  choirs,  from  courts  above, 

Shed  sacred  glories  there, 
And  angels,  with  their  sparkling  lyres, 
Make  music  on  the  air. 

3  The  answering  hills  of  Palestine 

Send  back  the  glad  reply  ; 
And  greet,  from  all  their  holy  heights, 
The  day-spring  from  on  high. 

4  O'er  the  blue  depths  of  Galilee 

There  comes  a  holier  calm, 
And  Sharon  waves,  in  solemn  praise, 
Her  silent  groves  of  palm. 

5  "  Glory  to  God  !  "  the  sounding  skies 

Loud  with  their  anthems  ring,  — 
"  Peace  to  the  earth,  good-will  to  men, 
From  heaven's  eternal  King !  " 

6  Light  on  thy  hills,  Jerusalem  ! 

The  Saviour  now  is  born  ! 
And  bright  on  Bethlehem's  joyous  plains 
Breaks  the  first  Christmas  morn. 


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L.  M.  165.  T.  Campbell. 

The  Nativity. 

i   When  Jordan  hushed  his  waters  still, 
And  silence  slept  on  Zion's  hill, 
When  Bethlehem's  shepherds,  through  the  night, 
W^atched  o'er  their  flocks  by  starry  light,  — 

2  Hark !  from  the  midnight  hills  around, 
A  voice,  of  more  than  mortal  sound, 
In  distant  hallelujahs  stole, 

Wild  murmuring  o'er  the  raptured  soul. 

3  On  wheels  of  light,  on  wings  of  flame, 
The  glorious  hosts  of  Zion  came  ; 

High  heaven  with  songs  of  triumph  rung, 
While  thus  they  struck  their  harps  and  sung  :  — 

4  "O  Zion,  lift  thy  raptured  eye  ; 
The  long-expected  hour  is  nigh  ; 
The  joys  of  nature  rise  again ; 

The  Prince  of  Salem  comes  to  reign. 

5  "  See,  Mercy,  from  her  golden  urn, 
Pours  a  rich  stream  to  them  that  mourn ; 
Behold,  she  binds,  with  tender  care, 
The  bleeding  bosom  of  despair. 

6  "He  comes  to  cheer  the  trembling  heart ; 
Bids  Satan  and  his  host  depart ; 

Again  the  day-star  gilds  the  gloom, 
Again  the  bowers  of  Eden  bloom." 


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C  P.  M.  166.  Liv.  R.  S.  Col. 

Design  of  Christ's  Mission. 

O,  let  your  mingling  voices  rise, 
In  grateful  rapture,  to  the  skies, 

And  hail  a  Saviour's  birth  ! 
Let  songs  of  joy  the  day  proclaim, 
When  Jesus  all-triumphant  came 

To  bless  the  sons  of  earth. 

He  came  to  bid  the  weary  rest, 

To  heal  the  sinner's  wounded  breast, 

To  bind  the  broken  heart ; 
To  spread  the  light  of  truth  around, 
And  to  the  world's  remotest  bound 

The  heavenly  gift  impart. 

He  came,  our  trembling  souls  to  save 
From  sin,  from  sorrow,  and  the  grave, 

And  chase  our  fears  away ; 
Victorious  over  death  and  time, 
To  lead  us  to  a  happier  clime 

Where  reigns  eternal  day. 

Then  let  your  mingling  voices  rise, 
In  grateful  rapture,  to  the  skies, 

And  hail  a  Saviour's  birth ! 
Let  songs  of  joy  the  day  proclaim, 
When  Jesus  all-triumphant  came 

To  bless  the  sons  of  earth. 

S.  M.  1  0  #  .  Frothingham. 

Christ's  Manifestation. 

i      We  meditate  the  day 
Of  triumph  and  of  rest, 

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When,  shown  of  God  and  shaped  in  clay. 
The  Word  was  manifest. 

The  angels  saw  and  sung  ; 
Earth  listened  far  and  wide  ; 
Believed  and  preached,  —  a  faith,  —  a  tongue, 
The  Word  was  glorified. 

Lord,  give  it  gracious  sweep, 
And  here  its  errand  bless, 
Whose  mercy,  sent  it  o'er  the  deep, 
To  glad  a  wilderness. 

Shoot  forth  its  starry  *  light, 
To  guide  our  pilgrim  way,  — 
A  sign  of  hope  through  this  world's  night, 
And  brighter  than  its  day. 

Again  thy  witness-voice ! 
Again  thy  spirit-dove  !  * 
That  hearts  may  in  its  trust  rejoice, 
And  soften  with  its  love. 

Send  round  its  blessed  cup,* 
As  once  in  Galilee  ; 
And  catch  our  dull  affections  up 
To  heaven,  and  Christ,  and  thee. 

1  ^Q  (  Milton,  altered  by 

6  &  10  S.  M.  1  0  O  .        1  J.  a  J.  Garbiner 


,  J.  S.  J.  Gardiner. 
The  Birth  of  Christ. 

i  No  war  nor  battle's  sound 

Was  heard  the  world  around, 
No  hostile  chiefs  to  furious  combat  ran  j 

*  One  of  the  ancient  symbols,  in  the  Church,  of  Christ's  manifesta- 
tion to  the  nations. 

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But  peaceful  was  the  night, 
In  which  the  Prince  of  light 
His  reign  of  peace  upon  the  earth  began. 

The  shepherds  on  the  lawn, 

Before  the  point  of  dawn, 
In  social  circle  sat ;  while  all  around, 

The  gentle,  fleecy  brood, 

Or  cropped  the  flowery  food, 
Or  slept  or  sported  on  the  verdant  ground,  — 

When,  lo  !  with  ravished  ears, 

Each  swain  delighted  hears 
Sweet  music,  offspring  of  no  mortal  hand  ; 

Divinely- warbled  voice, 

Answering  the  stringed  noise, 
With  blissful  rapture  charmed  the  listening  band. 

They  saw  a  glorious  light 

Burst  on  their  wondering  sight  ; 
Harping  in  solemn  choir,  in  robes  arrayed, 

The  helmed  cherubim 

And  sworded  seraphim 
Are  seen  in  glittering  ranks,  with  wings  displayed. 

Sounds  of  so  sweet  a  tone 

Before  were  never  known, 
But  when  of  old  the  sons  of  morning  sung, 

While  God  disposed  in  air 

Each  constellation  fair, 
And  the  well-balanced  world  on  hinges  hung. 

"  Hail,  hail,  auspicious  morn  ! 

The  Saviour  Christ  is  born !  " 
Such  was  the  immortal  seraph's  song  sublime  ; 

"  Glory  to  God  in  heaven ! 

To  man  sweet  peace  be  given, 
Sweet  peace  and  friendship  to  the  end  of  time." 

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L.  P.  M.  169.  J.  Scott. 

Jesus  Christ. 

i    Sages  of  ancient  lettered  times, 
In  every  age,  and  different  climes, 

For  wisdom  famed  among  mankind, 
Withdraw  your  thinly  scattered  rays 
Before  the  broad,  o'erpowering  blaze 

Of  the  supreme,  eternal  mind. 

2  Mercy's  great  year,  in  heaven  enrolled, 
By  seers  succeeding  seers  foretold, 

Was  now  with  solemn  pomp  unsealed ; 
Light  of  the  world,  Messiah  came 
In  his  almighty  Father's  name, 

And  immortality  revealed. 

3  Filled  with  his  Father's  strength  he  taught ; 
The  dumb  in  rapture  speak  their  thought, 

The  lame  man  bounding  like  the  roe  ; 
The  blind  look  up  to  heaven,  stern  death 
Resigns  its  spoil,  and  from  his  breath 

Fierce  demons  shrink  to  shades  below. 

4  O  works  of  power,  O  works  of  love, 
Ethereal  embassage  to  prove, 

That  every  rising  doubt  control ; 
Earnest  of  love  and  power  more  strong, 
Which  to  the  Son  of  God  belong, 

To  heal  the  miseries  of  the  soul. 

5  Great  Prophet,  Saviour,  worthy  thou 
That  every  knee  in  homage  bow, 

From  every  mouth  thy  praise  should  flow  ; 
All  thy  commands  are  mild  and  just, 
Thy  promise,  faithful  to  our  trust, 

Will  pardon,  peace,  and  heaven  bestow. 

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CM.  J./U.  Doddridge. 

The  Mission  of  Christ. 

i    Hark,  the  glad  sound  !  the  Saviour  comes ! 
The  Saviour  promised  long  ! 
Let  every  heart  prepare  a  throne. 
And  every  voice  a  song. 

2  On  him  the  Spirit,  largely  poured, 

Exerts  its  sacred  fire  ; 
Wisdom  and  might,  and  zeal  and  love, 
His  holy  breast  inspire. 

3  He  comes,  the  prisoners  to  release, 

In  Satan's  bondage  held  ; 
The  gates  of  brass  before  him  burst, 
The  iron  fetters  yield. 

4  He  comes,  from  thickest  films  of  vice 

To  clear  the  mental  ray, 
And  on  the  eyeballs  of  the  blind 
To  pour  celestial  day. 

5  He  comes,  the  broken  heart  to  bind, 

The  bleeding  soul  to  cure, 
And  with  the  treasures  of  his  grace 
To  enrich  the  humble  poor. 

6  Our  glad  hosannas,  Prince  of  Peace, 

Thy  welcome  shall  proclaim, 
And  heaven's  eternal  arches  ring 
With  thy  beloved  name. 


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S.  M.  JL  (  J.  .  Needham. 

Christ  the  Light  of  the  World. 

Behold  the  Prince  of  Peace ! 
The  chosen  of  the  Lord, 
God's  well-beloved  Son,  fulfils 
The  sure  prophetic  word. 

No  royal  pomp  adorns 
This  King  of  Righteousness  ; 
Meekness  and  patience,  truth  and  love, 
Compose  his  princely  dress. 

The  Spirit  of  the  Lord, 
In  rich  abundance  shed, 
On  this  great  prophet  gently  lights, 
And  rests  upon  his  head. 

Jesus,  thou  light  of  men ! 
Thy  doctrine  life  imparts  ; 
O  may  we  feel  its  quickening  power 
To  warm  and  glad  our  hearts ! 

Cheered  by  its  beams,  our  souls 
Shall  run  the  heavenly  way : 
The  path  which  Christ  has  marked  and  trod, 
Will  lead  to  endless  day. 

CM.  172.  Watts. 

The  Messiah's  Coming  and  Kingdom.    Psalm  98. 

Joy  to  the  world !  the  Lord  is  come ; 

Let  earth  receive  her  King  ; 
Let  every  heart  prepare  him  room, 

And  heaven  and  nature  sing. 

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2  Joy  to  the  earth !  the  Saviour  reigns  ; 

Let  men  their  songs  employ, 
While  fields  and  floods,  rocks,  hills,  and  plains, 
Repeat  the  sounding  joy. 

3  No  more  let  sins  and  sorrows  grow, 

Nor  thorns  infest  the  ground ; 
He  comes  to  make  his  blessings  flow 
Far  as  the  curse  is  found. 

4  He  rules  the  world  with  truth  and  grace, 

And  makes  the  nations  prove 
The  glories  of  his  righteousness, 
And  wonders  of  his  love. 


&  6  s.  M.  1  /  O .  Montgomery. 

"  He  shall  have  dominion  from  sea  to  sea." 

Hail  to  the  Lord's  anointed ! 

Great  David's  greater  Son ; 
Hail,  in  the  time  appointed, 

His  reign  on  earth  begun ! 
He  comes  to  break  oppression, 

To  set  the  captive  free  ; 
To  take  away  transgression, 

And  rule  in  equity. 

He  comes,  with  succour  speedy, 

To  those  who  suffer  wrong  ; 
To  help  the  poor  and  needy, 

And  bid  the  weak  be  strong ; 
To  give  them  songs  for  sighing, 

Their  darkness  turn  to  light, 
Whose  souls,  condemned  and  dying, 

Were  precious  in  his  sight. 

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By  such  shall  he  be  feared, 

While  sun  and  moon  endure. 
Beloved,  obeyed,  revered  ; 

For  he  shall  judge  the  poor, 
Through  changing  generations, 

With  justice,  mercy,  truth, 
While  stars  maintain  their  stations, 

Or  moons  renew  their  youth. 

He  shall  come  down,  like  showers 

Upon  the  fruitful  earth, 
And  love,  joy,  hope,  like  flowers, 

Spring  in  his  path  to  birth : 
Before  him,  on  the  mountains, 

Shall  Peace,  the  herald,  go  ; 
And  righteousness  in  fountains 

From  hill  to  valley  flow. 

For  him  shall  prayer  unceasing, 

And  daily  vows,  ascend  ; 
His  kingdom  still  increasing, 

A  kingdom  without  end : 
The  mountain-dews  shall  nourish 

A  seed  in  weakness  sown, 
Whose  fruit  shall  spread  and  flourish, 

And  shake  like  Lebanon. 

O'er  every  foe  victorious, 

He  on  his  throne  shall  rest, 
From  age  to  age  more  glorious, 

All-blessing  and  all-blest : 
The  tide  of  time  shall  never 

His  covenant  remove  ; 
His  "name  shall  stand  for  ever  ; 

That  name  to  us  is  —  Love. 

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L.  M.  174.  Watts. 

Glory  and  Grace  in  Christ. 

i    Now  to  the  Lord  a  noble  song  ! 

Awake,  my  soul !  awake,  my  tongue  ! 

Hosanna  to  the  eternal  name, 

And  all  his  boundless  love  proclaim. 

2  See  where  it  shines  in  Jesus'  face, 
The  brightest  image  of  his  grace  ; 
God,  in  the  person  of  his  Son, 

Has  all  his  mightiest  works  outdone. 

3  The  spacious  earth  and  spreading  flood 
Proclaim  the  wise  and  powerful  God  ; 
And  thy  rich  glories  from  afar 
Sparkle  in  every  rolling  star. 

4  But  in  his  looks  a  glory  stands, 
The  noblest  labor  of  thine  hands ; 
The  pleasing  lustre  of  his  eyes 
Outshines  the  wonders  of  the  skies. 

5  Grace  !   't  is  a  sweet,  a  charming  theme  ; 
My  thoughts  rejoice  at  Jesus'  name ; 
Ye  angels,  dwell  upon  the  sound ; 

Ye  heavens,  reflect  it  to  the  ground. 

CM.  175.  C  Wesley. 

Praise  to  the  Saviour. 

i    O  for  a  thousand  tongues,  to  sing 
My  dear  Redeemer's  praise, 
The  glories  of  my  Lord  and  King, 
The  triumphs  of  his  grace. 

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My  gracious  Master  and  my  Lord, 

Assist  me  to  proclaim, 
To  spread  through  all  the  earth  abroad, 

The  honors  of  thy  name. 

Jesus !  the  name  that  calms  our  fears, 
That  bids  our  sorrows  cease ; 

'T  is  music  in  the  sinner's  ears ; 
'T  is  life,  and  health,  and  peace. 

He  breaks  the  power  of  reigning  sin  ; 

He  sets  the  prisoner  free  ; 
He  makes  the  guilty  conscience  clean  ; 

And  all  our  sorrows  flee. 

6  &  4  s.  M.  1  /  U .  Anonymous. 

"  Let  there  be  light." 

i    On  earth  was  darkness  spread, 
One  boundless  night ; 
"  Let  there  be  light,"  God  said,  — 
And  there  was  light ! 

a   There  hung  a  deeper  gloom 
O'er  quick  and  dead, 
But  Jesus  burst  the  tomb, 
And  darkness  fled. 

3  God  by  his  word  arrayed 

Darkness  with  light  ; 
God  by  his  Son  displayed 
Day  without  night. 

4  For  thee,  O  man,  arose 

Creation's  ray  ; 
For  thee,  too,  brighter  glows 
Salvation's  day. 


CHRIST    AND    CHRISTIANITY. 

5    The  beams  first  poured  on  earth 
For  mortals  shone  ; 
The  light  of  later  birth 
Immortals  own. 

L.    M.  177  .  WATT3. 

The  Miracles  of  Christ. 

i    Behold,  the  blind  their  sight  receive  ! 
Behold,  the  dead  awake  and  live  ! 
The  dumb  speak  wonders !  and  the  lame 
Leap  like  the  hart,  and  bless  his  name  ! 

2  Thus  doth  the  eternal  Spirit  own 
And  seal  the  mission  of  his  Son ; 
The  Father  vindicates  his  cause, 
While  he  hangs  bleeding  on  the  cross. 

3  He  dies  !  the  heavens  in  mourning  stood  ; 
He  rises !  and  appears  with  God  : 
Behold  the  Lord  ascending  high, 

No  more  to  bleed,  no  more  to  die  ! 

4  Hence  and  for  ever  from  my  heart 
I  bid  my  doubts  and  fears  depart ; 
And  to  those  hands  my  soul  resign, 
Which  bear  credentials  so  divine. 


L.  M.  JL  (  O .  Butcher. 

The  Miracles  of  Christ. 

What  works  of  wisdom,  power,  and  love 
Do  Jesus'  high  commission  prove  ; 
Attest  his  heaven-derived  claim, 
And  glorify  his  Father's  name  ! 

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a   On  eyes  that  never  saw  the  day, 
He  pours  the  bright,  celestial  ray  ; 
And  deafened  ears,  by  him  unbound, 
Catch  all  the  harmony  of  sound. 

3  Lameness  takes  up  its  bed,  and  goes 
Rejoicing  in  the  strength  that  flows 
Through  every  nerve  ;  and,  free  from  pain, 
Pours  forth  to  God  the  grateful  strain. 

4  The  shattered  mind  his  word  restores, 
And  tunes  afresh  the  mental  powers ; 
The  dead  revive,  to  life  return, 

And  bid  affection  cease  to  mourn. 

5  Canst  thou,  my  soul,  these  wonders  trace, 
And  not  admire  Jehovah's  grace  ? 

Canst  thou  behold  thy  Saviour's  power, 
And  not  the  God  he  served  adore  ? 


CM.  179.  Cow  PER. 

Jesus  hasting  to  suffer. 

i    The  Saviour,  —  what  a  noble  flame 
Was  kindled  in  his  breast, 
When,  hasting  to  Jerusalem, 
He  marched  before  the  rest ! 

a   With  all  his  sufferings  full  in  view,    . 
And  woes  to  us  unknown, 
Forth  to  the  task  his  spirit  flew  ; 
'T  was  love  that  urged  him  on. 

3   Lord,  while  thy  bleeding  glories  here 
Engage  our  wondering  eyes, 
We  learn  our  lighter  cross  to  bear, 
And  hasten  to  the  skies. 

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6  &  4  s.  M.  J.  O  U .  Anonymous. 

"Let  there  be  light." 

i    Thou,  whose  almighty  word 
Chaos  and  darkness  heard. 

And  took  their  flight ! 
Hear  us,  we  humbly  pray, 
And  where  the  gospel  ray 
Sheds  not  its  glorious  day, 

"Let  there  be  light!" 

2  Thou,  who  didst  come  to  bring, 
On  thy  redeeming  wing, 

Healing  and  sight ! 
Health  to  the  sick  in  mind, 
Light  to  the  inly  blind, 
O,  now  to  all  mankind 

"  Let  there  be  light!  " 

3  Descend  thou  from  above, 
Spirit  of  truth  and  love, 

Speed  on  thy  flight  ! 
Move  o'er  the  waters'  face, 
Bearer  of  hope  and  grace, 
And  in  earth's  darkest  place 

"  Let  there  be  light !  " 

L.  M.  _L  O  JL  .  Doddridge. 

Christ's  Submission. 

u  Father  divine  !  "  the  Saviour  cried, 
While  horrors  pressed  on  every  side, 
And  prostrate  on  the  ground  he  lay, 
"  Remove  this  bitter  cup  away. 

"  But  if  these  pangs  must  still  be  borne, 
Or  helpless  man  be  left  forlorn, 

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CHHIST    AND    CHRISTIANITY. 

I  bow  my  soul  before  thy  throne, 

And  say,  Thy  will,  not  mine,  be  done." 

3  Thus  our  submissive  souls  would  bow, 
And,  taught  by  Jesus,  lie  as  low  ; 

Our  hearts,  and  not  our  lips  alone, 
Would  say,  Thy  will,  not  ours,  be  done. 

4  Then,  though,  like  him,  in  dust  we  lie, 
We  '11  view  the  blissful  moment  nigh, 
Which,  from  our  portion  in  his  pains, 
Calls  to  the  joy  in  which  he  reigns. 

L.  M.  X  O  «w  .  Stennett. 

"It  is  finished." 

i  "  'T  is  finished  !  "  so  the  Saviour  cried 
And  meekly  bowed  his  head  and  died  : 
"  'T  is  finished !  "  yes,  the  race  is  run, 
The  battle  fought,  the  victory  won. 

2  "  'T  is  finished  !  "  all  that  heaven  foretold 
By  prophets  in  the  days  of  old  ; 

And  truths  are  opened  to  our  view, 
That  kings  and  prophets  never  knew. 

3  "  'T  is  finished  !  "  Son  of  God,  thy  power 
Hath  triumphed  in  this  awful  hour ; 

And  yet  our  eyes  with  sorrow  see 
That  life  to  us  was  death  to  thee. 

CM.  lOO.  Mrs.  Hemans. 

"  Peace  !  be  still !  " 

i    Fear  was  within  the  tossing  bark, 
When  stormy  winds  grew  loud, 

13  145 


CHKIST    AND    CHRISTIANITY. 

And  waves  came  rolling  high  and  dark, 
And  the  tall  mast  was  bowed. 

2  And  men  stood  breathless  in  their  dread, 

And  baffled  in  their  skill ;  — 
But  One  was  there,  who  rose  and  said 
To  the  wild  sea,  "  Be  still !  " 

3  And  the  wind  ceased  ;  it  ceased !  that  word 

Passed  through  the  gloomy  sky, 
The  troubled  billows  knew  their  Lord, 
And  sank  beneath  his  eye. 

4  Thou  that  didst  rule  the  angry  hour, 

And  tame  the  tempest's  mood, 
O,  send  thy  Spirit  forth  in  power 
O'er  our  dark  souls  to  brood ! 

5  Thou  that  didst  bow  the  billows'  pride, 

Thy  mandates  to  fulfil, 
Speak,  speak,  to  passion's  raging  tide, 
Speak  and  say,  —  "  Peace,  be  still !  " 


S.  M.  .  lo4.  Doddridge. 

'■  If  I  be  lifted  up  from  the  earth,  I  will  draw  all  men  unto  me.' 

i      Behold  the  amazing  sight, 
The  Saviour  lifted  high  ! 
Behold  the  Son  of  God's  delight 
Expire  in  agony  ! 

2      For  whom,  for  whom,  my  heart, 
Were  all  these  sorrows  borne  ? 
Why  did  he  feel  that  piercing  smart, 
And  moot  thnt  various  scorn  ? 


CHRIST    AND    CHRISTIANITY. 

3  For  love  of  us  he  bled, 
And  all  in  torture  died ; 

'T  was  love  that  bowed  his  fainting  head 
And  oped  his  gushing  side. 

4  I  see,  and  I  adore, 

In  sympathy  of  love  ; 
I  feel  the  strong,  attractive  power 
To  lift  my  soul  above. 

5  Drawn  by  such  cords  as  these, 
Let  all  the  earth  combine, 

With  cheerful  ardor,  to  confess 
The  energy  divine. 

e     In  thee  our  hearts  unite, 
Nor  share  thy  griefs  alone, 
But  from  thy  cross  pursue  their  flight, 
To  thy  triumphant  throne. 

8  &  7  s.  M.  1  b  5  .  Bowring. 

The  Cross  of  Christ. 

i    In  the  cross  of  Christ  I  glory, 

Towering  o'er  the  wrecks  of  time  ; 
All  the  light  of  sacred  story 
Gathers  round  its  head  sublime. 

2  When  the  woes  of  life  o'ertake  me, 

Hopes  deceive,  and  fears  annoy, 
Never  shall  the  cross  forsake  me  ; 
Lo  !  it  glows  with  peace  and  joy. 

3  When  the  sun  of  bliss  is  beaming 

Light  and  love  upon  my  way, 
From  the  cross  the  radiance  streaming 
Adds  more  lustre  to  the  day. 

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4  Bane  and  blessing,  pain  and  pleasure, 

By  the  cross  are  sanctified  ; 
Peace  is  there  that  knows  no  measure, 
Joys  that  through  all  time  abide. 

5  In  the  cross  of  Christ  I  glory, 

Towering  o'er  the  wrecks  of  time  ;- 
AH  the  light  of  sacred  story 
Gathers  round  its  head  sublime. 

S.  M.  loO.  Evang.  Luth.  Col. 

Sufferings,  Death,  and  Resurrection  of  Christ. 

i      Author  of  life  and  bliss  ! 
Thy  goodness  I  adore. 
O,  give  me  strength  to  speak  thy  praise, 
And  grace  to  love  thee  more ! 

2  First  for  this  world,  so  fair, 
My  daily  thanks  shall  rise  ; 

For  every  comfort,  every  joy, 
Thy  bounteous  hand  supplies. 

3  But  yet  a  nobler  cause 
Demands  my  warmest  love  ; 

Can  words  describe  the  wondrous  gift 
Descending  from  above  ? 

4  The  Saviour  dwelt  on  earth  ; 
He  died,  that  we  might  live  ; 

Endured  the  sorrows  of  the  cross, 
Immortal  hope  to  give. 

5  Ah,  who  can  tell  the  scorn 
That  our  Redeemer  bore  ? 

Or  who  describe  the  mental  grief, 
Which  his  blest  bosom  tore  ? 

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6  Low  in  the  grave  he  lay. 
While  darkness  veiled  the  skies. 

But,  lo  !  —  he  bursts  the  bands  of  death  ; 
To  glory  see  him  rise  ! 

7  Father  !  this  work  is  thine  ; 
For  us  thou  gav'st  thy  Son. 

O,  may  we  all  devoted  be, 
And  live  to  thee  alone ! 

CM.  187.  R-  Walker's  Col. 

Death,  Resurrection,  and  Ascension  of  Christ. 

i    The  gracious  Saviour  bowed  his  head, 
And  drew  his  parting  breath ; 
And  as  he  lived  to  vanquish  sin,  - 
He  died  to  conquer  death. 

2  Three  days,  —  so  high  behests  ordained, 

Death  triumphed  o'er  his  prize  ; 
The  hour  of  grace  at  length  arrived, 
Behold  the  Conqueror  rise  ! 

3  He  rose  triumphant  to  his  God ; 

He  winged  to  heaven  his  flight, 
Where  endless  ages  he  shall  reign 
Enthroned  in  realms  of  light. 

4  Wondrous  the  grace,  that  gave  to  death 

The  best-beloved  of  God  ; 
That  bade  the  Saviour  feel  for  us 
Affliction's  keenest  rod. 

5  With  every  grateful  thought  inspired, 

Devoutly  let  us  raise 
Our  humble  voice  to  mercy's  throne, 
In  never-ceasing  praise. 

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CHRIST    AND    CHRISTIANITY. 

Nor  this  be  all  ;  the  grateful  life 
Should  speak  the  thankful  mind : 

The  heart  that  feels  redemption's  good 
Should  be  to  good  inclined. 


7  b.  M.  ICO.         J.  Scott. 

The  Resurrection  of  Christ. 

i    Angel  !  roll  the  stone  away  ! 
Death  !  give  up  thy  mighty  prey  ! 
See,  he  rises  from  the  tomb, 
Glowing  in  immortal  bloom.    , 

2  Shout,  ye  saints,  in  rapturous  song ; 
Let  the  notes  be  sweet  and  strong ; 
Hail  the  Son  of  God,  this  morn, 
From  his  sepulchre  new-born  ! 

3  Christians,  dry  your  flowing  tears  ; 
Calm  those  unbelieving  fears  ; 
Doubt  no  more  his  power  to  save  ; 
See  his  own  deserted  grave  ! 

4  Powers  of  heaven,  celestial  choirs  ! 
Sing  and  sweep  your  sounding  lyres  ; 
Sons  of  men !    in  joyful  strain 

Hail  your  mighty  Saviour's  reign. 

5  Every  note  with  rapture  swell, 
And  the  Saviour's  triumph  tell  ; 
Where,  O  death,  is  now  thy  sting  ? 
Where  thy  terrors,  vanquished  king  ? 


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CM.  JL  O  \) .  Doddridge  varied. 

Christ's  Death  and  Exaltation. 

i    Ye  humble  souls,  that  seek  the  Lord, 
Chase  all  your  fears  away, 
And  bow  with  transport  down  to  see 
The  place  where  Jesus  lay. 

2  His  life  for  us  he  freely  gave  ; 

Such  wonders  love  can  do  ; 
Thus,  cold  in  death,  that  bosom  lay, 
Which  throbbed  and  bled  for  you. 

3  A  moment  give  your  hearts  to  grief, 

And  mourn  your  Saviour  slain  : 
Then  dry  your  tears,  and  tune  your  songs ; 
The  Saviour  lives  again  ! 

4  High  o'er  the  angelic  bands  he  rears 

His  once  dishonored  head  ; 
And  through  unnumbered  years  he  reigns, 
Who  dwelt  among  the  dead. 

5  With  cheerful  hope  may  every  saint 

The  vale  of  death  survey ; 
Then  rise,  with  his  ascending  Lord, 
To  realms  of  endless  day. 

P.M.  190.  H.Ware. 

The  Resurrection  of  Christ,  and  Immortality  secured. 

i      Lift  your  glad  voices  in  triumph  on  high, 
For  Jesus  hath  risen,  and  man  cannot  die. 
Vain  were  the  terrors  that  gathered  around  him, 
And  short  the  dominion  of  death  and  the  grave  ; 

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CHRIST    AND    CHRISTIANITY. 

He  burst  from  the  fetters  of  darkness  that  bound 
him, 

Resplendent  in  glory,  to  live  and  to  save. 
Loud  was  the  chorus  of  angels  on  high, 
"  The  Saviour  hath  risen,  and  man  shall  not  die." 

2      Glory  to  God,  in  full  anthems  of  joy ; 

The  being  he  gave  us  death  cannot  destroy. 
Sad  were  the  life  we  must  part  with  to-morrow, 
If  tears  were  our  birthright,  and  death  were  our 

end  ; 
But  Jesus  hath  cheered  the  dark  valley  of  sorrow, 
And  bade  us,  immortal,  to  heaven  ascend. 
Lift,  then,  your  voices  in  triumph  on  high, 
For  Jesus  hath  risen,  and  man  shall  not  die. 

7  s.  M.  1  u  1 .  COLLYER. 

The  Resurrection  of  Christ. 

i    Morning  breaks  upon  the  tomb  ! 
Jesus  dissipates  its  gloom  ! 
Day  of  triumph  through  the  skies, 
See  the  glorious  Saviour  rise ! 

2  Ye  who  are  of  death  afraid, 
Triumph  in  the  scattered  shade  ; 
Drive  your  anxious  fears  away  ; 
See  the  place  where  Jesus  lay. 

3  So  the  rising  sun  appears, 
Shedding  radiance  o'er  the  spheres  ; 
So  returning  beams  of  light 
Chase  the  terrors  of  the  night. 


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CHRIST    AND    CHRISTIANITY. 

L.  M.  I  U  Z .  Keble. 

"  Abide  with  us,  for  it  is  toward  evening."  —  Luke  xxiv.  29, 

i    'T  is  gone,  that  bright  and  orbed  blaze, 
Fast  fading  from  our  wistful  gaze  ; 
Yon  mantling  cloud  has  hid  from  sight 
The  last  faint  pulse  of  quivering  light. 

2  Sun  of  my  soul,  thou  Saviour  dear, 
It  is  not  night,  if  thou  be  near  ; 

O,  may  no  earth-born  cloud  arise 
To  hide  thee  from  thy  servant's  eyes. 

3  When  the  soft  dews  of  kindly  sleep 
My  wearied  eyelids  gently  steep, 

Be  my  last  thought,  how  sweet  to  rest 
For  ever  on  my  Saviour's  breast. 

4  Abide  with  me  from  morn  till  eve, 
For  without  thee  I  cannot  live  ; 
Abide  with  me  when  night  is  nigh, 
For  without  thee  I  dare  not  die. 

5  Come  near  and  bless  us  when  we  wake, 
Ere  through  the  world  our  way  we  take 
Till  in  the  ocean  of  thy  love 

We  lose  ourselves  in  heaven  above. 


7s.M.  193. 

The  Ascension  of  Christ. 

Jesus,  our  triumphant  head, 
Risen  victorious  from  the  dead, 
To  the  realms  of  glory  's  gone, 
To  ascend  his  rightful  throne. 


CHRIST    AND    CHRISTIANITY. 


se. 


2  Cherubs  on  the  Conqueror  gaz<  # 
Seraphs  glow  with  brighter  blaze  ; 
Each  bright  order  of  the  sky 
Hails  him  as  he  passes  by. 

3  Heaven  its  King  congratulates, 
Opens  wide  her  golden  gates. 
Angels  songs  of  victory  bring  ; 
All  the  blissful  regions  ring. 

4  Sinners,  join  the  heavenly  powers  ; 
For  redemption  all  is  ours. 
Humble  penitents  shall  prove 
Blood-bought  pardon,  dying  love. 

5  Hail,  thou  dear,  thou  worthy  Lord  ! 
Holy  Lamb  !  incarnate  Word  ! 
Hail,  thou  suffering  Son  of  God  ! 
Take  the  trophies  of  thy  blood. 


H.  M.  194.     .        Doddridge. 

Christ  seen  of  Angels. 

O  ye  immortal  throng 

Of  angels  round  the  throne  ! 
Join  with  our  feeble  song 

To  make  the  Saviour  known  : 
On  earth  ye  knew 
His  wondrous  grace  ; 
His  beauteous  face 
In  heaven  ye  view. 

Ye  saw  the  heaven-born  child 

In  human  flesh  arrayed, 
Benevolent  and  mild, 

While  in  the  manger  laid : 


CHRIST    AND    CHRISTIANITY. 

And  praise  to  God 
And  peace  on  earth, 
For  such  a  birth. 

Proclaimed  aloud. 

3  Ye  in  the  wilderness 

Beheld  the  tempter  spoiled, 
Well  known  in  every  dress, 
In  every  combat  foiled  ; 
And  joyed  to  crown 
The  victor's  head, 
When  Satan  fled 
Before  his  frown. 

4  Around  the  bloody  tree 

Ye  pressed  with  strong  desire, 
That  wondrous  sight  to  see, 
The  Lord  of  life  expire  j 
And,  could  your  eyes 
Have  known  a  tear, 
Had  dropped  it  there 
In  sad  surprise. 

5  Around  his  sacred  tomb 

A  willing  watch  ye  keep, 
Till  the  blest  moment  come 
To  rouse  him  from  his  sleep  ; 
Then  rolled  the  stone. 
And  all  adored 
Your  rising  Lord, 
With  joy  unknown. 

6  When  all  arrayed  in  light 

The  shining  Conqueror  rode, 
Ye -hailed  his  rapturous  flight 
Up  to  the  throne  of  God  ; 


2 


4 


CHRIST    AND    CHRISTIANITY. 

And  waved  around 
Your  golden  wings, 
And  struck  your  strings 

Of  sweetest  sound. 

7    The  warbling  notes  pursue, 
And  louder  anthems  raise  ; 
While  mortals  sing  with  you 
Their  own  Redeemer's  praise. 
And  thou,  my  heart ! 
With  equal  flame, 
And  joy  the  same, 
Perform  thy  part. 

CM.  1  U  0  .  Mrs.  Barbauld. 

For  Easter  Sunday. 

Again  the  Lord  of  life  and  light 

Awakes  the  kindling  ray  ; 
Unseals  the  eyelids  of  the  morn, 

And  pours  increasing  day. 

O,  what  a  night  was  that  which  wrapped 
The  heathen  world  in  gloom ! 

O,  what  a  sun,  which  broke  this  day 
Triumphant  from  the  tomb  ! 

This  day  be  grateful  homage  paid, 

And  loud  hosannas  sung  ; 
Let  gladness  dwell  in  every  heart, 

And  praise  on  every  tongue. 

Ten  thousand  differing  lips  shall  join 

To  hail  this  welcome  morn, 
Which  scatters  blessings  from  its  wings 

To  nations  yet  unborn. 

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CHRIST    AND    CHRISTIANITY. 

CM.  196.  Watts. 

The  Lord's  Day.     Psalm  113. 

i    This  is  the  day  the  Lord  hath  made  ; 
He  calls  the  hours  his  own ; 
Let  heaven  rejoice,  let  earth  be  glad. 
And  praise  surround  the  throne. 

2  To-day  he  rose  and  left  the  dead, 

And  Satan's  empire  fell  ; 
To-day  the  saints  his  triumphs  spread, 
And  all  his  wonders  tell. 

3  Hosanna  to  the  anointed  King, 

To  David's  holy  Son  ! 
Help  us,  O  Lord !  descend  and  bring 
Salvation  from  the  throne. 

4  Blest  be  the  Lord,  who  comes  to  men 

With  messages  of  grace,  — 
Who  comes  in  God  his  Father's  name, 
To  save  our  sinful  race. 

s   Hosanna  in  the  highest  strains 

The  church  on  earth  can  raise ; 
The  highest  heavens,  in  which  he  reigns, 
Shall  give  him  nobler  praise. 

L.  M.  197.  E.  Taylor. 

Love  to  Christ. 

i    There  's  not  a  hope  with  comfort  fraught, 
Triumphant  over  death  and  time, 
But  Jesus  mingles  in  the  thought, 
Forerunner  of  our  course  sublime. 


CHRIST    AND    CHRISTIANITY. 

2  His  image  meets  me  in  the  hour 

Of  joy,  and  brightens  every  smile ; 
I  see  him,  when  the  tempests  lower, 
Each  terror  soothe,  each  grief  beguile. 

3  I  see  him  in  the  daily  round 

Of  social  duty,  mild  and  meek ; 
With  him  I  tread  the  hallowed  ground, 
Communion  with  my  God  to  seek. 

4  I  see  his  pitying,  gentle  eye, 

When  lonely  want  appeals  for  aid  ; 

1  hear  him  in  the  frequent  sigh, 

That  mourns  the  waste  which  sin  has  made. 

5  I  meet  him  at  the  lowly  tomb  ; 

I  weep  where  Jesus  wept  before  ; 
And  there,  above  the  grave's  dark  gloom, 
I  see  him  rise,  and  weep  no  more. 

7  s.  M.  -Lt/O.  Axciext  Htmxs. 

Rejoicing  in  Christ. 

i    Sweet  thy  memory,  Saviour  blest, 
In  the  true  believer's  breast ; 
Musing  on  thy  precious  name, 
Purest  joys  his  heart  inflame. 

2  By  the  ear  or  tuneful  tongue, 
Naught  so  sweet  is  heard  or  sung  ; 
Naught  the  mind  can  dwell  upon 
Sweet  as  God's  beloved  Son. 

3  Thou  the  contrite  sinner's  stay, 
Who  thy  goodness  can  display  ? 
How  to  those  who  seek  thee  kind ! 
What,  ah  !  what,  to  those  who  find  1 

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4    Tongue  can  speak  not  their  delight, 
Nor  can  pen  of  man  indite  ; 
None  can  know,  but  they  who  prove, 
What  it  is  their  Lord  to  love. 

CM.  199.  Duncan. 

The  Glorification  of  Christ. 

i    All  hail  the  power  of  Jesus'  name  ! 
Let  angels  prostrate  fall  ; 
Bring  forth  the  royal  diadem, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

2  Crown  him,  ye  martyrs  of  our  God, 

Who  from  his  altar  call  ; 
Praise  him  who  shed  for  you  his  blood, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

3  Ye  chosen  seed  of  Israel's  race, 

A  remnant  weak  and  small ; 
Hail  him  who  saves  you  by  his  grace, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

4  Ye  Gentile  sinners,  ne'er  forget 

The  wormwood  and  the  gall  ; 
Go  spread  your  trophies  at  his  feet, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

5  Let  every  kindred,  every  tribe, 

On  this  terrestrial  ball, 
To  him  all  majesty  ascribe, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

6  O  that,  with  yonder  sacred  throng, 

We  at  his  feet  may  fall, 
And  join  the  everlasting  song, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all ! 

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L.  M.  200.  Gregg. 

Not  ashamed  of  Jesus. 

i    Jesus,  and  can  it  ever  be, 

A  mortal  man  ashamed  of  thee  ? 
Scorned  be  the  thought  by  rich  and  poor ; 
My  soul  shall  scorn  it  more  and  more. 

2  Ashamed  of  Jesus  !  that  dear  friend, 

On  whom  my  hopes  of  heaven  depend  ? 
No  ;  when  I  blush,  be  this  my  shame, 
That  I  no  more  revere  his  name. 

3  Till  then,  —  nor  is  the  boasting  vain,  — 
Till  then  I  boast  a  Saviour  slain  ; 

And,  O,  may  this  my  portion  be, 
That  Saviour  's  not  ashamed  of  me  ! 

7  s.  M.  Z  U  1 .  Methodist  Col. 

Following  Christ. 

i    When,  my  Saviour,  shall  I  be 
Perfectly  resigned  to  thee  ? 
Poor  and  low  in  my  own  eyes, 
Only  in  thy  wisdom  wise  ? 

2  Only  thee  content  to  know, 
Ignorant  of  all  below  ; 
Only  guided  by  thy  light  ; 
Only  mighty  in  thy  might  ? 

3  So  may  I  thy  Spirit  know, 
Let  it  as  it  listeth  blow  ; 
Let  the  manner  be  unknown, 
So  I  may  with  thee  be  one. 

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4   Fully  in  my  life  express 
All  the  heights  of  holiness  ; 
Sweetly  let  my  spirit  prove 
All  the  depths  of  humble  love. 

CM.  JIJJ.  Mrs.  Follen. 

Resignation. 

i    How  sweet  to  be  allowed  to  pray 
To  God,  tha  Holy  One, 
With  filial  love  and  trust  to  sav, 
"  O  God,  thy  will  be  done !  " 

2   We  in  these  sacred  words  can  find 
A  cure  for  every  ill ; 
They  calm  and  soothe  the  troubled  mind, 
And  bid  all  care  be  still. 

a    O,  let  that  will,  which  gave  me  breath, 
And  an  immortal  soul, 
In  joy  or  grief,  in  life  or  death, 
My  every  wish  control. 

4    O,  teach  my  heart  the  blessed  way 
To  imitate  thy  Son  ! 
Teach  me,  O  God,  in  truth  to  pray, 
"  Thy  will,  not  mine,  be  done." 

S.  M.  J^UO.  Hammond. 

Song  of  Moses  and  the  Lamb. 


Awake,  and  sing  the  song 
Of  Moses  and  the  Lamb  ; 
Wake  every  heart,  and  every  tongue, 
To  praise  the  Saviour's  name. 

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2  Sing,  till  we  feel  our  heart 
Ascending  with  our  tongue  ; 

Sing,  till  the  love  of  sin  depart  ; 
And  grace  inspire  our  song. 

3  Sing  on  your  heavenly  way, 
Ye  ransomed  sinners,  sing  ; 

,  Sing  on,  rejoicing  every  day 
In  Christ,  the  heavenly  King. 

4  Soon  shall  we  hear  him  say, 

"  Ye  blessed  children,  come  !  " 
Soon  will  he  call  us  hence  away, 
To  our  eternal  home. 

5  There  shall  our  raptured  tongue 
His  endless  praise  proclaim. 

And  sweeter  voices  tune  the  song 
Of  Moses  and  the  Lamb. 

CM.  204.  Watts. 

Song  of  the  Lamb. 

i    Come,  let  us  join  our  cheerful  songs 
With  angels  round  the  throne  ; 
Ten  thousand  thousand  are  their  tongues, 
But  all  their  joys  are  one. 

2  "  Worthy  the  Lamb  that  died,5'  they  cry, 

"  To  be  exalted  thus  ;  " 
"Worthy  the  Lamb,"  our  lips  reply, 
"For  he  was  slain  for  us." 

3  Jesus  is  worthy  to  receive 

Honor  and  power  divine  ; 
And  blessings  more  than  we  can  give 
Be,  Lord,  for  ever  thine. 

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4  Let  all  that  dwell  above  the  sky, 

And  air,  and  earth,  and  seas, 
Conspire  to  lift  thy  glories  high, 
And  speak  thine  endless  praise. 

5  The  whole  creation  join  in  one, 

To  bless  the  sacred  name 
Of  him  that'  sits  upon  the  throne, 
And  to  adore  the  Lamb. 

7  S.  M.  (Z  0  0  .  Bowring. 

"Father!   glorify  thy  name." 

i    Father  !  glorify  thy  name  ! 
Whatsoe'er  our  portion  be, 
Wheresoever  led  by  thee, 

If  to  glory,  —  if  to  shame,  — 

Father !  glorify  thy  name  ! 

2  Let  thy  name  be  glorified  ! 

If  in  doubt  and  darkness  lost, 
Hope  deceived  and  purpose  crossed, 

Naught  amiss  can  e'er  betide,  — 

Let  thy  name  be  glorified ! 

3  Father  !  glorify  thy  name  ! 

Vain  and  blind  our  wishes  are  ; 

This  can  be  no  idle  prayer, 
This  can  be  no  worthless  claim,  — 
Father  !  glorify  thy  name  ! 

L.  M.  206.  Watts. 

Christ's  Kingdom.     Psalm  72. 

i    Jesus  shall  reign  where'er  the  sun 
Does  his  successive  journeys  run  ; 

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His  kingdom  stretch  from  shore  to  shore, 
Till  moons  shall  wax  and  wane  no  more ; 


2  From  north  to  south  the  princes  meet. 
To  pay  their  homage  at  his  feet ; 
And  barbarous  nations,  at  his  word, 
Submit,  and  bow,  and  own  their  Lord. 

3  For  him  shall  endless  prayer  be  made, 
And  praises  throng  to  crown  his  head  ; 
His  name  like  sweet  perfume  shall  rise 
With  every  morning  sacrifice  ;  — 

4  People  and  realms  of  every  tongue 
Dwell  on  his  love  with  sweetest  song, 
And  infant  voices  shall  proclaim 
Their  early  blessings  on  his  name. 

5  Blessings  abound  where'er  he  reigns  ; 
The  prisoner  leaps  to  loose  his  chains ; 
The  weary  find  eternal  rest, 

And  all  the  sons  of  want  are  blest. 

6  Let  every  creature  rise  and  bring 
Peculiar  honors  to  our  King, 
Angels  descend  with  songs  again, 
And  earth  repeat  the  loud  Amen. 


CM.  <Z\J  (  .  Scotch  Paraphrases. 

The  universal  Triumphs  of  the  Messiah's  Kingdom.     Isaiah  ii.  2-6. 

i    Behold,  the  mountain  of  the  Lord 
In  latter  days  shall  rise 
On  mountain-tops  above  the  hills, 
And  draw  the  wondering  eyes. 

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2  To  this  the  joyful  nations  round, 

All  tribes  and  tongues,  shall  flow  ; 
"  Up  to  the  hill  of  God,"  they  '11  say, 
"And  to  his  house,  we  '11  go." 

3  The  beam  that  shines  from  Zion  hill 

Shall  lighten  every  land  ; 
The  King  who  reigns  in  Salem's  towers 
Shall  all  the  world  command. 

4  Among  the  nations  he  shall  judge ; 

His  judgments  truth  shall  guide  ; 
His  sceptre  shall  protect  the  just, 
And  quell  the  sinner's  pride. 

5  No  strife  shall  rage,  nor  hostile  feuds 

Disturb  those  peaceful  years  :  " 
To  ploughshares  men  shall  beat  their  swords, 
To  pruning-hooks  their  spears. 

6  No  longer  hosts  encountering  hosts 

Shall  crowds  of  slain  deplore  ; 
They  hang  the  trumpet  in  the  hall, 
And  study  war  no  more. 

S.  M.  208.  Watts. 

Moses  and  Christ. 

i      The  law  by  Moses  came  ; 
But  peace,  and  truth,  and  love 
Were  brought  by  Christ,  — a  nobler  name,  — 
Descending  from  above. 

2     Amidst  the  house  of  God 

Their  different  works  were  done  j 
Moses  a  faithful  servant  stood, 
But  Christ  a  faithful  Son. 

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3      Then  to  his  new  commands 
Be  strict  obedience  paid  ; 
O'er  all  his  Father's  house  he  stands 
The  sovereign  and  the  head. 

S.  M.  209.  Watts. 

Christ's  Commission. 

i      Raise  your  triumphant  songs 
To  an  immortal  tune ; 
Let  the  wide  earth  resound  the  deeds 
Celestial  grace  has  done. 

2  Sing  how  Eternal  Love 
Its  chief-beloved  chose, 

And  bid  him  raise  our  wretched  race 
From  their  abyss  of  woes. 

3  Now,  sinners,  dry  your  tears  ; 
Let  hopeless  sorrows  cease  ; 

Bow  to  the  sceptre  of  his  love, 
And  take  the  offered  peace. 

4  Lord,  we  obey  thy  call  ; 
We  lay  an  humble  claim 

To  the  salvation  thou  hast  brought, 
And  love  and  praise  thy  name. 

S.  M.  Z  1  0 .  Doddridge. 

Salvation  by  Grace. 

i      Grace  !   't  is  a  charming  sound, 
Harmonious  to  my  ear  ; 
Heaven  with  the  echo  shall  resound, 
And  all  the  earth  shall  hear. 


CHRIST    AND    CHRISTIANITY. 

2  Grace  first  contrived  a  way 
To  save  rebellious  man  ; 

And  all  the  steps  that  grace  display, 
Which  drew  the  wondrous  plan. 

3  Grace  taught  my  wandering  feet 
To  tread  the  heavenly  road  ; 

And  new  supplies  each  hour  I  meet, 
While  pressing  on  to  God. 

4  Grace  all  the  work  shall  crown, 
Through  everlasting  days  ; 

It  lays  in  heaven  the  topmost  stone, 
And  well  deserves  the  praise. 

L.  M.  211.  Mason. 

Christ  the  Image  of  the  Invisible  God. 

i    Thou,  Lord  !  by  mortal  eyes  unseen, 

And  by  thine  offspring  here  unknown, 
To  manifest  thyself  to  men, 

Hast  set  thine  image  in  thy  Son. 

2  As  the  bright  sun's  meridian  blaze 

O'erwhelms  and  pains  our  feeble  sight, 
But  cheers  us  with  his  softer  rays 

When  shining  with  reflected  light ;  — 

3  So,  in  thy  Son,  thy  power  divine, 

Thy  wisdom,  justice,  truth,  and  love 
With  mild  and  pleasing  lustre  shine, 
Reflected  from  thy  throne  above. 

4  Though  Jews,  who  granted  not  his  claim, 

Contemptuous  turned  away  their  face  ; 
Yet  those  who  trusted  in  his  name 
Beheld  in  him  thy  truth  and  grace. 

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5  O  Thou,  at  whose  almighty  word 

Fair  light  at  first  from  darkness  shone, 
Teach  us  to  know  our  glorious  Lord, 
And  trace  the  Father  in  the  Son. 

6  While  we  thine  image,  there  displayed, 

With  love  and  admiration  view, 
Form  us  in  likeness  to  our  Head, 
That  we  may  bear  thine  image  too. 


L.M.  212. 

Christ  our  Exemplar. 

Blest  Jesus,  how  divinely  bright 
In  thee  each  heavenly  virtue  shone, 

When  for  our  sakes  incarnate  here  ! 
How  justly  styled  "  the  Holy  One 


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2   With  what  a  strong  and  vivid  flame 
Did  thy  devotion  ever  rise, 
While  each  revolving  day  and  night 
Witnessed  thy  visits  to  the  skies. 

a    The  guiltless  spirit,  and  the  mind 

From  pride,  from  passion,  ever  free, 
Patient,  and  just,  and  pure,  and  kind, 
Are  faint  descriptions,  Lord,  of  thee. 

4  Fain  would  I  wear  thy  lovely  form, 

And  in  each  sacred  virtue  shine  ; 
O,  may  thy  spirit  on  my  soul 

Deep  trace  the  portraiture  divine ! 

5  Thou  blessed  Sun,  with  quickening  rays 

Pervade  this  cold  and  flinty  breast ; 
Kindle  up  life  through  all  my  powers, 
And  be  my  guide  to  endless  rest. 


CHRIST    AND    CHRISTIANITY. 

6  Yes,  dear  Redeemer,  let  thy  love 

And  power  these  sacred  gifts  impart ; 
I  '11  tune  to  thee  the  song  of  praise, 
With  glowing  gratitude  of  heart. 

7  The  listening  earth  shall  learn  thy  name, 

Approve,  and  echo  to  my  lay  ; 
Angels  and  saints  prolong  the  theme, 
With  joy,  through  one  eternal  day. 

CM.  Z\-0.  Enfield. 

Christ  our  Exemplar. 

i    Behold,  where,  in  a  mortal  form, 
Appears  each  grace  divine  ; 
The  virtues,  all  in  Jesus  met, 
With  mildest  radiance  shine. 

2  To  spread  the  rays  of  heavenly  light, 

To  give  the  mourner  joy, 
To  preach  glad  tidings  to  the  poor, 
Was  his  divine  employ. 

3  Lowly  in  heart,  to  all  his  friends 

A  friend  and  servant  found, 
He  washed  their  feet,  he  wiped  their  tears, 
And  healed  each  bleeding  wound. 

4  'Mid  keen  reproach  and  cruel  scorn, 

Patient  and  meek  he  stood  ; 
His  foes,  ungrateful,  sought  his  life,  — 
He  labored  for  their  good. 


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To  God  he  left  his  righteous  cause, 
And  still  his  task  pursued, 

While  humble  prayer  and  holy  faith 
His  fainting  strength  renewed. 


CHRIST    AND    CHRISTIANITY. 

6  In  the  last  hour  of  deep  distress, 

Before  his  Father's  throne, 
With  soul  resigned,  he  bowed,  and  said, 
"  Thy  will,  not  mine,  be  done !  " 

7  Be  Christ  our  pattern  and  our  guide  ! 

His  image  may  we  bear  ! 
O,  may  we  tread  his  holy  steps, 
His  joy  and  glory  share  ! 

L.  M.  214.  Mrs.  Steele. 

The  Example  of  Christ. 

i    And  is  the  gospel  peace  and  love  ? 
Such  let  our  conversation  be,  — 
The  serpent  blended  with  the  dove, 
Wisdom  and  meek  simplicity. 

2  Whene'er  the  angry  passions  rise, 

And  tempt  our  thoughts  or  tongues  to  strife, 
To  Jesus  let  us  lift  our  eyes, 

Bright  pattern  of  the  Christian  life. 

3  O  how  benevolent  aud  kind  ! 

How  mild,  how  ready  to  forgive ! 
Be  this  the  temper  of  our  mind, 

And  these  the  rules  by  which  we  live. 

4  To  do  his  heavenly  Father's  will 

Was  his  employment  and  delight ; 
Humility  and  holy  zeal 

Shone  through  his  life,  divinely  bright. 

5  Dispensing  good  where'er  he  came, 

The  labors  of  his  life  were  love ; 
O,  if  we  love  the  Saviour's  name, 
Let  his  divine  example  move. 

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L.  M.  215.  Watts. 

The  Example  of  Christ. 

i   My  dear  Redeemer  and  my  Lord, 
I  read  my  duty  in  thy  word  ; 
But  in  thy  life  the  law  appears 
Drawn  out  in  living  characters. 

2  Such  was  thy  truth,  and  such  thy  zeal, 
Such  deference  to  thy  Father's  will, 
Such  love,  and  meekness  so  divine, 

1  would  transcribe  and  make  them  mine. 

3  Cold  mountains  and  the  midnight  air 
Witnessed  the  fervor  of  thy  prayer ; 
The  desert  thy  temptations  knew, 
Thy  conflict,  and  thy  victory  too. 

4  Be  thou  my  pattern  ;  make  me  bear 
More  of  thy  gracious  image  here  ; 

Then  God,  the  Judge,  shall  own  my  name 
Amongst  the  followers  of  the  Lamb. 

7  s.  M.  6  1.  rw  JL  0  .  Montgomery. 

Christ  our  Example  in  Suffering. 

i    Go  to  dark  Gethsemane, 

Ye  that  feel  temptation's  power  ; 
Your  Redeemer's  conflict  see  ; 

Watch  with  him  one  bitter  hour ; 
Turn  not  from  his  griefs  away  ; 
Learn  of  Jesus  Christ  to  pray. 

2  Follow  to  the  judgment-hall  ; 

View  the  Lord  of  life  arraigned ; 


CHRIST    AND    CHRISTIANITY. 

O  the  wormwood  and  the  gall ! 

O  the  pangs  his  soul  sustained ! 
Shun  not  suffering,  shame,  or  loss ; 
Learn  of  him  to  bear  the  cross. 

Calvary's  mournful  mountain  climb  ; 

There,  admiring  at  his  feet, 
Mark  that  miracle  of  time,  — 

God's  own  sacrifice  complete  ; 
"  It  is  finished,"  hear  him  cry  ; 
Learn  of  Jesus  Christ  to  die. 

Early  hasten  to  the  tomb, 

Where  they  laid  his  breathless  clay  ; 
All  is  solitude  and  gloom ;  — 

Who  has  taken  him  away  ? 
Christ  is  risen  ;  he  meets  our  eyes. 
Saviour,  teach  us  so  to  rise. 


7  s.  M.  d  1  / .  Furness. 

Jesus  our  Leader. 

Feeble,  helpless,  how  shall  I 
Learn  to  live  and  learn  to  die  ? 
Who,  O  God,  my  guide  shall  be  ? 
Who  shall  lead  thy  child  to  thee  ? 

Blessed  Father,  gracious  One, 
Thou  hast  sent  thy  holy  Son  ; 
He  will  give  the  light  I  need, 
He  my  trembling  steps  will  lead. 

Through  this  world,  uncertain,  dim. 
Let  me  ever  lean  on  him ; 
From  his  precepts  wisdom  draw, 
Make  his  life  my  solemn  law. 

M 


CHRIST    AND    CHRISTIANITY. 

4  Thus,  in  deed,  and  thought,  and  word, 
Led  by  Jesus  Christ  the  Lord, 

In  my  weakness,  thus  shall  I 
Learn  to  live  and  learn  to  die ;  — 

5  Learn  to  live  in  peace  and  love, 
Like  the  perfect  ones  above  ;  - — 
Learn  to  die  without  a  fear, 
Feeling  thee,  my  Father,  near. 

7  s.  M.  (4/  JL  O .  Mrs.  Barbauld. 

Christ's  Invitations. 

i    Come,  said  Jesus'  sacred  voice, 

Come,  and  make  my  paths  your  choice  ; 
I  will  guide  you  to  your  home  ; 
Weary  pilgrim,  hither  come  ! 

2  Thou  who,  houseless,  sole,  forlorn, 
Long  hast  borne  the  proud  world's  scorn, 
Long  hast  roamed  the  barren  waste, 
Weary  pilgrim,  hither  haste  ! 

3  Ye  who,  tossed  on  beds  of  pain, 
Seek  for  ease,  but  seek  in  vain  ; 

Ye  whose  swollen  and  sleepless  eyes 
Watch  to  see  the  morning  rise  ;  — 

4  Ye,  by  fiercer  anguish  torn, 

In  remorse  for  guilt  who  mourn, 
Here  repose  your  heavy  care ;  — 
A  wounded  spirit  who  can  bear  ? 

5  Sinner,  come  !  for  here  is  found 
Balm  that  flows  for  every  wound, 
Peace  that  ever  shall  endure, 
Rest  eternal,  sacred,  sure. 

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L.  M.  219.  Mrs.  Steele. 

Weary  Souls  invited  to  Christ. 

i    Come,  weary  souls,  with  sin  distressed, 
Come,  and  accept  the  promised  rest ; 
The  Saviour's  gracious  call  obey, 
And  cast  your  gloomy  fears  away. 

2  Oppressed  with  guilt,  a  painful  load, 

O  come,  and  spread  your  woes  to  God ; 
Divine  compassion,  mighty  love, 
Will  all  the  painful  load  remove. 

3  Here  mercy's  boundless  ocean  flows, 

To  cleanse  your  guilt,  and  heal  your  woes 
Pardon  and  life  and  endless  peace, 
How  rich  the  gift,  how  free  the  grace ! 

4  Lord,  we  accept,  with  thankful  heart, 
The  hope  thy  gracious  words  impart ; 
We  come  with  trembling  ;  yet  rejoice, 
And  bless  the  kind,  inviting  voice. 

5  Great  Saviour,  let  thy  powerful  love 
Confirm  our  faith,  our  fears  remove  ; 
May  that  sweet  influence  in  our  breast 
Prepare  us  for  thy  heavenly  rest. 

7  s.  M.  Z  <Z  0 .  Crabbe. 

Sinners  invited  to  Christ. 

i    Pilgrim,  burdened  with  thy  sin, 
Come  the  way  to  Z ion's  gate  ; 
There,  till  mercy  speaks  within, 

Knock,  and  weep,  and  watch,  and  wait  : 

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Knock,  —  he  knows  the  sinner's  cry  ; 

Weep,  —  he  loves  the  mourners's  tears  \ 
Watch,  —  for  saving  grace  is  nigh  ; 

Wait,  —  till  heavenly  grace  appears. 

2  Hark,  it  is  the  Saviour's  voice ! 

"  Welcome,  pilgrim,  to  thy  rest !  " 
Now  within  the  gate  rejoice, 

Safe,  and  owned,  and  bought,  and  blest : 
Safe,  —  from  all  the  lures  of  vice  ; 

Owned,  — by  joys  the  contrite  know  ; 
Bought  by  love,  —  and  life  the  price  j 

Blest,  —  the  mighty  debt  to  owe. 

3  Holy  pilgrim  !  what  for  thee 

In  a  world  like  this  remains  ? 
From  thy  guarded  breast  shall  flee 

Fear,  and  shame,  and  doubts,  and  pains : 
Fear  —  the  hope  of  heaven  shall  fly, 

Shame  —  from  glory's  view  retire  ; 
Doubt  —  in  full  belief  shall  die, 

Pain  —  in  endless  bliss  expire. 

1 1  &  10s.  M.  2*21.  Moore. 

Come,  ye  disconsolate. 

Come,  ye  disconsolate,  where'er  ye  languish  ; 

Come,  at  the  shrine  of  God  fervently  kneel ; 
Here  bring  your  wounded  hearts,  here  tell  your 
anguish ; 

Earth  has  no  sorrow  that  heaven  cannot  heal. 

Joy  of  the  desolate,  light  of  the  straying, 
Hope,  when  all  others  die,  fadeless  and  pure, 

Here  speaks  the  Comforter,  tenderly  saying, 

"  Earth  has  no  sorrow  that  heaven  cannot  cure." 

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Here  see  the  bread  of  life  ;  see  waters  flowing 
Forth  from  the  throne  of  God,  living  and  pure ; 

Come  to  the  feast  of  love  ;  come,  ever  knowing 
Earth  has  no  sorrow  that  heaven  cannot  cure. 


L.  M.  Z&Z.  Sir  J.  E.  Smith. 

"  Lo,  it  is  I :  be  not  afraid." 

i    When  power  divine,  in  mortal  form, 
Hushed  with  a  word  the  raging  storm, 
In  soothing  accents  Jesus  said, 
"  Lo  !  it  is  I :  be  not  afraid." 

2  So,  when  in  silence  nature  sleeps, 
And  his  lone  watch  the  mourner  keeps, 
One  thought  shall  every  pang  remove ; 
Trust,  feeble  man,  thy  Maker's  love. 

3  Blest  be  the  voice  that  breathes  from  heaven 
To  every  heart  in  sunder  riven, 

When  love,  and  joy,  and  hope  are  fled.  — 
"  Lo  !  it  is  I :  be  not  afraid." 


4 


God  calms  the  tumult  and  the  storm  ; 
He  rules  the  seraph  and  the  worm  ; 
No  creature  is  by  him  forgot, 
Of  those  who  know,  or  know  him  not. 


And  when  the  last  dread  hour  shall  come, 
While  shuddering  Nature  waits  her  doom, 
This  voice  shall  call  the  pious  dead,  — 
"  Lo !  it  is  I :  be  not  afraid." 


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L.  M.  223.  J.  Scott. 

Christian  Privileges  and  Obligations. 

i    How  many  millions  draw  their  breath 
In  lands  of  ignorance  and  death. 
While  God  allots  my  f^nr*  <">f  ti™* 
Within  his  gospel's  favored  clime  ! 

2  Shall  I  receive  this  grace  in  vain  ? 
Shall  I  my  great  vocation  stain  ? 
Away,  ye  works  in  darkness  wrought ! 
Away,  each  sensual,  earthly  thought ! 

3  My  soul !  I  charge  thee  to  excel 
In  thinking  right,  and  acting  well ; 
Deep  let  thy  searching  powers  engage, 
Unbiassed,  in  the  sacred  page. 

4  Heighten  the  force  of  good  desire  ; 
To  deeds  of  shining  worth  aspire  ; 
More  firm  in  fortitude,  despise 
The  world's  seducing  vanities. 

5  Strong  and  more  strong,  thy  passions  rule, 
Advancing  still  in  virtue's  school ; 
Contending  still,  with  noble  strife, 

To  imitate  thy  Saviour's  life. 

H.  M.  <^«wt:.  Doddridge. 

Efficacy  of  the  Gospel. 

i   Mark  the  soft-falling  snow, 
And  the  diffusive  rain  ! 
To  heaven,  from  whence  it  fell, 
It  turns  not  back  again  ;     • 

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But  waters  earth 

Through  every  pore, 

And  calls  forth  all 
Her  secret  store. 

Arrayed  in  beauteous  green, 

The  hills  and  valleys  shine, 
And  man  and  beast  are  fed 
By  Providence  divine  ; 
The  harvest  bows 
Its  golden  ears, 
The  copious  seed 
Of  future  years. 

"  So,"  saith  the  God  of  grace, 

"  My  gospel  shall  descend, 
Almighty  to  effect 

The  purpose  I  intend ; 
Millions  of  souls 

Shall  feel  its  power, 
And  bear  it  down 
To  millions  more." 


8&7s.  M.       \.22b.  Cowper. 

The  Glory  of  the  Redeemed. 

Hear  what  God  the  Lord  hath  spoken 

"  O  my  people,  faint  and  few, 
Comfortless,  afflicted,  broken, 

Fair  abodes  I  build  for  you ; 
Thorns  of  heartfelt  tribulation 

Shall  no  more  perplex  your  ways  ; 
You  shall  name  your  walls  Salvation, 

And  your  gates  shall  all  be  praise. 


CHRIST  AND  CHRISTIANITY. 

"  There,  like  streams  that  feed  the  garden, 

Pleasures  without  end  shall  flow  ; 
For  the  Lord,  your  faith  rewarding, 

All  his  bounty  shall  bestow  ; 
Still,  in  undisturbed  possession, 

Peace  and  righteousness  shall  reign : 
Never  shall  you  feel  oppression, 

Hear  the  voice  of  war  again. 

"  Ye  no  more  your  suns  descending, 

Waning  moons  no  more  shall  see ; 
But  your  griefs  for  ever  ending, 

Find  eternal  noon  in  me  ; 
God  shall  rise,  and,  shining  o'er  ye, 

Change  to  day  the  gloom  of  night ; 
He,  the  Lord,  shall  be  your  glory, 

God  your  everlasting  light." 

CM.  226.  Watts. 

Rejoicing  in  Salvation. 

i    Salvation  !  O  the  joyful  sound  ! 
?T  is  pleasure  to  our  ears ; 
A  sovereign  balm  for  every  wound. 
A  cordial  for  our  fears^ 

s   Salvation !     Let  the  echo  fly 
The  spacious  earth  around, 
While  all  the  armies  of  the  sky 
Conspire  to  raise  the  sound. 

H.  M.  <£  fZ  (  .  Doddridge. 

The  Wilderness  transformed.     Is.  xli.  18,  19. 

i    Amazing,  beauteous  change  ! 
A  world  created  new  ! 

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My  thoughts  with  transport  range, 
The  lovely  scene  to  view : 
In  all  I  trace, 
Saviour  divine, 
The  work  is  thine ; 
Be  thine  the  praise. 

2  See  crystal  fountains  play 

Amidst  the  burning  sands  ; 
The  river's  winding  way 

Shines  through  the  thirsty  lands ; 
New  grass  is  seen, 
And  o'er  the  meads 
Its  carpet  spreads 
Of  living  green. 

3  Where  pointed  brambles  grew, 

Entwined  with  horrid  thorn, 
Gay  flowers,  for  ever  new, 
The  painted  fields  adorn  ; 
The  blushing  rose 
And  lily  there 
Injmion  fair 
Their  sweets  disclose. 


4   Where  the  bleak  mountain  stood, 
All  bare  and  disarrayed, 
See  the  wide-branching  wood 
Diffuse  its  grateful  shade ; 
Tall  cedars  nod, 

And  oaks  and  pines, 
And  elms  and  vines, 
Confess  the  God. 

r   The  tyrants  of  the  plain 

Their  savage  chase  give  o'er ; 


CHRIST    AND    CHRISTIANITY. 

No  more  they  rend  the  slain, 
And  thirst  for  blood  no  more  ; 
But  infant  hands 
Fierce  tigers  stroke, 
And  lions  yoke 
In  flowery  bands. 

O  when,  Almighty  Lord, 

Shall  these  glad  scenes  arise, 
To  verify  thy  word, 

.And  bless  our  wondering  eyes? 
That  earth  may  raise, 
With  all  its  tongues, 
United  songs 
Of  ardent  praise. 

H.  M.  ,w  %Z  O .  Doddridge 

Blessing  God  for  spiritual  Blessings  in  Christ. 

Loud  be  thy  name  adored, 

Thy  titles  spread  abroad, 
Of  Christ,  our  glorious  Lord, 
The  Father  and  the  God ! 
Through  such  a  Son, 
Thy  church's  head, 
Thine  honors  spread 
O'er  worlds  unknown. 

Ten  thousand  gifts  of  love 

From  thee  through  him  descenj. 
And  bear  our  souls  above 
To  joys  that  never  end  : 
To  heaven  they  soar, 
Sustained  by  God, 
And  through  the  road 
His  arm  adore. 

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3  Ten  thousand  songs  of  praise 
Shall  by  the  Saviour  rise, 
And  through  eternal  days 
Shall  echo  round  the  skies  : 
New  shouts  we  '11  give. 
And  loud  proclaim 
The  honored  name 
By  which  we  live. 

C  M.  229.  Watts. 

The  Example  of  Christ  and  the  Paints. 

i    Give  me  the  wings  of  faith  to  rise 
Within  the  veil,  and  see 
The  saints  above,  —  how  great  their  joys, 
And  bright  their  glories  be. 

2  Once  they  were  mourning  here  below 

And  wet  their  couch  with  tears ; 
They  wrestled  hard,  as  we  do  now, 
With  sins,  and  doubts,  and  fears. 

3  I  ask  them  whence  their  victory  came  ; 

They,  with  united  breath, 
Ascribe  their  conquest  to  the  Lamb, 
Their  triumph  to  his  death. 

4  Our  glorious  Leader  claims  our  praise, 

For  his  own  pattern  given ; 
While  the  long  cloud  of  witnesses 
Show  the  same  path  to  heaven. 

L.  M.  230.  Watts. 

"Take  my  yoke  upon  you,  and  learn  of  me." 

i    "  Come  hither,  all  ye  weary  souls  ; 
Ye  heavy-laden  sinners,  come  ; 

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CHRIST    AND    CHRISTIANITY. 

I  '11  give  you  rest  from  all  your  toils, 
And  raise  you  to  my  heavenly  home. 

"  They  shall  find  rest  that  learn  of  me  ; 

I  'm  of  a  meek  and  lowly  mind ; 
But  passion  rages  like  the  sea, 

And  pride  is  restless  as  the  wind. 

"  Blest  is  the  man  whose  shoulders  take 
My  yoke,  and  bearTt  with  delight ;  ~ 

My  yoke  is  easy  to  his  neck, 

My  grace  shall  make  the  burden  light." 

Jesus  !  we  come  at  thy  command  ; 

With  faith,  and  hope,  and  humble  zeal, 
Resign  our  spirits  to  thy  hand,  . 

To  mould  and  guide  us  at  thy  will. 


CM.  tZ  O  _L  •  Doddridge. 

The  Christian  Warrior  animated  and  crowned. 

Hark  !  't  is  our  heavenly  Leader's  voice 

From  his  triumphant  seat ; 
'Midst  all  the  war's  tumultuous  noise, 

How  powerful  and  how  sweet ! 

"  Fight  on,  my  faithful  band,"  he  cries, 

"  Nor  fear  the  mortal  blow  ; 
Who  first  in  such  a  warfare  dies 

Shall  speediest  victory  know. 

"  I  have  my  day  of  combat  known, 

And  in  the  dust  was  laid  ; 
But  thence  I  mounted  to  my  throne, 

And  glory  crowns  my  head. 

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"  That  throne,  that  glory,  you  shall  share  ; 

My  hands  the  crown  shall  give ; 
And  you  the  sparkling  honors  wear 

While  God  himself  shall  live." 


CM.  rwOrW.  Frothingham. 

The  Church. 

i    O  Lord  of  life,  and  truth,  and  grace, 
Ere  nature  was  hegnn  ! 

Make  welcome  to  our  erring  race 
Thy  Spirit  and  thy  Son. 

2  We  hail  the  church  huilt  high  o'er  all 

The  heathen's  rage  and  scoff; 
Thy  providence  its  fenced  wall,  — 
"  The  Lamb  the  light  thereof." 

3  Thy  Christ  hath  reached  his  heavenly  seat 

Through  sorrows  and  through  scars ; 
The  golden  lamps  are  at  his  feet, 
And  in  his  hand  the  stars. 

4  O,  may  he  walk  among  us  here, 

With  his  rebuke  and  love ; 
A  brightness  o'er  this  lower  sphere, 
A  ray  from  worlds  above. 


CM.  (COO.  Watts. 

Safety  of  the  Church. 

How  honorable  is  the  place 
Where  we  adoring  stand  ! 

Zion,  the  glory  of  the  earth 
And  beauty  of  the  land  ! 

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2  Bulwarks  of  mighty  grace  defend 

The  city  where  we  dwell  ! 
The  walls,  of  strong  salvation  made, 
Defy  the  assaults  of  hell. 

3  Lift  up  the  everlasting  gates, 

The  doors  wide  open  fling  ; 
Enter,  ye  nations,  that  obey 
The  statutes  of  our  King. 

4  Here  shall  you-  taste  unmingled  joys, 

And  live  in  perfect  peace  ; 
You,  that  have  known  Jehovah's  name, 
And  ventured  on  his  grace. 

5  Trust  in  the  Lord,  for  ever  trust, 

And  banish  all  your  fears  : 

Strength  in  the  Lord  Jehovah  dwells. 
Eternal  as  his  years_. 

10  s.  M.  2o4i.  Pope. 

Gentiles  coming  into  the  Church. 

i    Rise,  crowned  with  light,  imperial  Salem  rise  ; 
Exalt  thy  towering  head,  and  lift  thine  eyes  ; 
See  heaven  its  sparkling  portals  wide  display, 
And  break  upon  thee  in  a  flood  of  day. 

2  See  a  long  race  thy  spacious  courts  adorn  ; 
See  future  sons  and  daughters,  yet  unborn, 
In  crowding  ranks  on  every  side  arise, 
Demanding  life,  impatient  for  the  skies. 

3  See  barbarous  nations  at  thy  gates  attend, 
Walk  in  thy  light,  and  in  thy  temple  bend  ; 

See  thy  bright  altars,  thronged  with  prostrate  kings, 
While  every  land  its  joyous  tribute  brings. 

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4    The  seas  shall  waste,  the  skies  to  smoke  decay. 
Rocks  fall  to  dust,  and  mountains  melt  away ; 
But  fixed  his  word,  his  saving  power  remains  ; 
Thy  realm  shall  last,  thy  own  Messiah  reigns. 


8  &  7  s.  M.  doO .  Newton. 

The  Church  God's  chosen  Residence. 

i    Glorious  things  of  thee  are  spoken, 
Zion,  city  of  our  God! 
He  whose  word  can  ne'er  be  broken 
Chose  thee  for  his  own  abode. 

2  Lord,  thy  church  is  still  thy  dwelling-. 

Still  is  precious  in  thy  sight, 
Judah's  temple  far  excelling, 

Beaming  with  the  gospel's  light. 

3  On  the  Rock  of  Ages  founded, 

What  can  shake  her  sure  repose  ? 
With  salvation's  wall  surrounded, 
She  can  smile  at  all  her  foes. 

4  See,  the  streams  of  living  waters, 

Springing  from  eternal  love, 
Well  supply  her  sons  and  daughters, 
And  all  fear  of  want  remove. 

5  Round  her  habitation  hovering, 

See  the  cloud  and  fire  appear, 
For  a  glory  and  a  covering, 
Showing  that  the  Lord  is  near. 


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S.  P.  M.  236.  Watts. 

Delight  in  the  House  of  God.     Psalm  122. 

i      How  pleased  and  blest  was  I 
To  hear  the  people  cry, 
"Come,  let  us  seek  our  God  to-day !  " 
Yes,  with  a  cheerful  zeal, 
We  haste  to  Z ion's  hill, 
And  there  our  vows  and  honors  pay. 

2  Zion,  thrice  happy  place, 
Adorned  with  wondrous  grace, 

And  walls  of  strength  embrace  thee  round  j 
In  thee  our  tribes  appear, 
To  pray,  and  praise,  and  hear 

The  sacred  gospel's  joyful  sound. 

3  May  peace  attend  thy  gate, 
And  joy  within  thee  wait, 

To  bless  the  soul  of  every  guest ; 

The  man  that  seeks  thy  peace, 

And  wishes  thine  increase, 
A  thousand  blessings  on  him  rest. 

4  My  tongue  repeats  her  vows,  — 
"  Peace  to  thy  sacred  house  !  " 

For  there  my  friends  and  kindred  dwell  j 

And  since  my  glorious  God 

Makes  thee  his  blest  abode, 
My  soul  shall  ever  love  thee  well. 

H.  M.  (CO  (  .  Doddridge. 

The  Glory  of  the  Church  in  the  latter  Day.    Isaiah  lx.  1. 

i    O  Zion,  tune  thy  voice, 

And  raise  thy  hands  on  high  ; 

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Tell  all  the  earth  thy  joys, 
And  boast  salvation  nigh. 
Cheerful  in  God, 
Arise  and  shine, 
While  rays  divine 
Stream  all  abroad. 

He  gilds  thy  mourning  face 

With  beams  that  cannot  fade  ; 
His  all-resplendent  grace 
He  pours  around  thy  head. 
The  nations  round 
Thy  form  shall  view, 
With  lustre  new 
Divinely  crowned. 

In  honor  to  his  name 

Reflect  that  sacred  light ; 
And  loud  that  grace  proclaim, 

Which  makes  thy  darkness  bright 
Pursue  his  praise, 
Till  sovereign  love 
In  worlds  above 
The  glory  raise. 


L.  P.  M.  238.  Watts. 

The  God  of  the  Gentiles.     Psalm  96. 

Let  all  the  earth  their  voices  raise, 
To  sing  the  choicest  psalm  of  praise, 

To  sing  and  bless  Jehovah's  name  : 
His  glory  let  the  heathens  know, 
His  wonders  to  the  nations  show, 

And  all  his  saving  works  proclaim. 


CHRIST    AND   CHRISTIANITY. 

He  framed  the  globe  ;  he  built  the  sky ; 
He  made  the  shining  worlds  on  high, 

And  reigns  complete  in  glory  there ; 
His  beams  are  majesty  and  light  ; 
His  beauties,  how  divinely  bright  ! 

His  temple,  how  divinely  fair  ! 

Come,  the  great  day?  the  glorious  hour, 
When  earth  shall  feel  his  saving  power, 

And  barbarous  nations  fear  his  name  ; 
Then  shall  the  race  of  man  confess 
The  beauty  of  his  holiness, 

And  in  his  courts  his  grace  proclaim. 


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THE    SCRIPTURES. 

L.  M.  239.  Watts. 

Prophecy  and  Inspiration. 

i    'T  was  by  an  order  from  the  Lord, 
The  ancient  prophets  spoke  his  word  j 
His  Spirit  did  their  tongues  inspire, 
And  warmed  their  hearts  with  heavenly  fire. 

2  The  works  and  wonders  which  they  wrought 
Confirmed  the  messages  they  brought  ; 

The  prophet's  pen  succeeds  his  breath, 
To  save  the  holy  words  from  death. 

3  Great  God !  mine  eyes  with  pleasure  look 
On  the  dear  volume  of  thy  book ; 
There  my  Redeemer's  face  I  see, 

And  read  his  name,  who  died  for  me. 

4  Let  the  false  raptures  of  the  mind 
Be  lost,  and  vanish  in  the  wind  j 
Here  I  can  fix  my  hope  secure  ; 
This  is  thy  word,  and  must  endure. 

L.  P.  M.  240.  Watts. 

The  Works  and  Word  of  God. 

Great  God,  the  heavens'  well-ordered  frame 
Declares  the  glories  of  thy  name  ; 

There  thy  rich  works  of  wonder  shine  ; 
A  thousand  starry  beauties  there, 
A  thousand  radiant  marks  appear 

Of  boundless  power  and  skill  divine. 

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THE    SCRIPTURES. 

2  From  night  to  day,  from  day  to  night, 
The  dawning  and  the  dying  light 

Lectures  of  heavenly  wisdom  read ; 
With  silent  eloquence,  they  raise 
Our  thoughts  to  our  Creator's  praise, 

And  neither  sound  nor  language  need. 

3  Yet  their  divine  instructions  run 
Far  as  the  journeys  of  the  sun, 

And  every  nation  knows  their  voice  ; 
The  sun,  like  some  young  bridegroom  dressed, 
Breaks  from  the  chambers  of  the  east, 

Rolls  round,  and  makes  the  earth  rejoice. 

4  Where'er  he  spreads  his  beams  abroad, 
He  smiles,  and  speaks  his  maker  God  ; 

All  nature  joins  to  show  thy  praise  ; 
Thus  God  in  every  creature  shines, 
Fair  are  the  book  of  nature's  lines, 

But  fairer  is  thy  book  of  grace. 

L.  M.  241.  Watts. 

The  Books  of  Nature  and  Scripture  compared.     Psalm  19. 

i    The  heavens  declare  thy  glory,  Lord  ; 
In  every  star  thy  wisdom  shines ; 
But  when  our  eyes  behold  thy  word, 
We  read  thy  name  in  fairer  lines. 

2  The  rolling  sun,  the  changing  light, 

And  nights  and  days,  thy  power  confess  ; 
But  the  blest  volume  thou  hast  writ 
Reveals  thy  justice  and  thy  grace. 

3  Sun,  moon,  and  stars  convey  thy  praise 

Round  the  whole  earth,  and  never  stand ; 

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So,  when  thy  truth  begun  its  race, 
It  touched  and  glanced  on  every  land. 

4  Nor  .shall  thy  spreading  gospel  rest, 

Till  through  the  world  thy  truth  has  run, 
Till  Christ  has  all  the  nations  blest, 
That  see  the  light,  or  feel  the  sun. 

5  Great  Sun  of  Righteousness,  arise  ; 

Bless  the  dark  world  with  heavenly  light  ; 
Thy  gospel  makes  the  simple  wise  ; 

Thy  laws  are  pure,  thy  judgments  right. 

6  Thy  noblest  wonders  here  we  view, 

In  souls  renewed,  and  sins  forgiven  ; 
Lord,  cleanse  my  sins,  my  soul  renew, 
And  make  thy  word  my  guide  to  heaven. 


S.  M.  242.  Watts. 

The  Book  of  Nature  and  Scripture.    Psalm  19. 

Behold,  the  lofty  sky 
Declares  its  maker  God, 
And  all  his  starry  works  on  high 
Proclaim  his  power  abroad. 

The  darkness  and  the  light 
Still  keep  their  course  the  same, 
While  night  to  day,  and  day  to  night 
Divinely  teach  his  name. 

In  every  different  land 
Their  general  voice  is  known  ; 
They  show  the  wonders  of  his  hand, 
And  orders  of  his  throne. 

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4  Ye  Christian  lands,  rejoice  ; 
He  here  reveals  his  word  ; 

We  are  not  left  to  nature's  voice, 
To  bid  us  know  the  Lord. 

5  His  statutes  and  commands 
Are  set  before  our  eyes ; 

He  puts  his  gospel  in  our  hands, 
Where  our  salvation  lies. 

6  While  of  thy  works  I  sing, 
Thy  glory  to  proclaim, 

Accept  the  praise,  my  God,  my  King, 
In  my  Redeemer's  name. 

CM.  243.  COAVPER. 

Light  and  Glory  of  the  Scriptures. 

i    The  Spirit  breathes  upon  the  word, 
And  brings  the  truth  to  sight ; 
Precepts  and  promises  afford 
A  sanctifying  light. 

2  A  glory  gilds  the  sacred  page, 

Majestic  like  the  sun  ; 
It  gives  a  light  to  every  age,  — 
It  gives,  but  borrows  none. 

3  The  hand  that  gave  it  still  supplies 

The  gracious  light  and  heat  ; 
His  truths  upon  the  nations  rise,  — 
They  rise,  but  never  set. 

4  Let  everlasting  thanks  be  thine 

.  For  such  a  bright  display, 
As  makes  a  world  of  darkness  shine 
With  beams  of  heavenly  day. 

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5   My  soul  rejoices  to  pursue 
The  steps  of  him  I  love, 
Till  glory  break  upon  my  view 
In  brighter  worlds  above. 

S.  M.  244.  Watts. 

God'a  Word  most  excellent.     Psalm  19. 

i      Behold,  the  morning  sun 

Begins  his  glorious  way  ; 
His  beams  through  all  the  nations  run. 

And  life  and  light  convey. 

2  But  where  the  gospel  comes, 
It  spreads  diviner  light ; 

It  calls  dead  sinners  from  their  tombs, 
And  gives  the  blind  their  sight. 

3  How  perfect  is  thy  word  ! 
And  all  thy  judgments  just ! 

For  ever  sure  thy  promise,  Lord, 
And  men  securely  trust. 

4  My  gracious  God,  how  plain 
Are  thy  directions  given  ! 

O,  may  I  never  read  in  vain, 
But  find  the  path  to  heaven ! 

5  I  hear  thy  word  with  love, 
And  I  would  fain  obey ; 

Send  thy  good  Spirit  from  above 
To  guide  me,  lest  I  stray. 

6  While  with  my  heart  and  tongue 
I  spread  thy  praise  abroad, 

Accept  the  worship  and  the  song, 
My  Saviour  and  my  God. 


THE    SCRIPTURES. 

L.  P.  M.  245.  Watts. 

Instruction  and  Delight  from  the  Scriptures.    Psalm  119. 

How  precious,  Lord,  thy  holy  word ! 
What  light  and  joy  its  truths  afford 

To  souls  benighted  and  distressed ! 
Thy  precepts  guide  our  doubtful  way  ; 
Thy  fear  forbids  our  steps  to  stray  ; 

Thy  promise  leads  the  heart  to  rest. 

Thy  threatenings  wake  our  slumbering  eyes. 
And  warn  us  where  our  danger  lies ; 

While  gospel  truth  and  grace  divine 
Inspire  the  heart  with  filial  love, 
Exalt  and  fix  our  hopes  above, 

And  make  the  willing  spirit  thine. 

From  the  discoveries  of  thy  law 
What  perfect  rules  of  life  we  draw ! 

Be  these  our  study  and  delight  ; 
May  every  deed,  and  word,  and  thought, 
To  truth  and  duty's  standard  brought, 

Become  well  pleasing  in  thy  sight. 

O,  may  thy  word  those  faults  reveal, 
Which  blind  self-love  may  yet  conceal, 

And  from  presumptuous  sins  restrain  ! 
Thus  taught  to  use  the  book  of  grace, 
We  '11  raise  a  grateful  song  of  praise 

That  we  possess  it  not  in  vain. 

CM.  246.  Mrs.  Steele. 

Excellency  of  the  Holy  Scriptures. 

i    Father  of  mercies  !  in  thy  word 
What  endless  glory  shines ! 

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THE    SCRIPTURES. 

For  ever  be  thy  name  adored, 
For  these  celestial  lines  ! 

2  Here,  springs  of  consolation  rise 

To  cheer  the  fainting  mind  ; 

And  thirsty  souls  receive  supplies, 

And  sweet  refreshment  find. 

3  Here,  the  Redeemer's  welcome  voice 

Spreads  heavenly  peace  around  j 
And  life  and  everlasting  joys 
Attend  the  blissful  sound. 


4 


O,  may  these  heavenly  pages  be 

Our  ever  fresh  delight ; 
And  still  new  beauties  may  we  see, 

And  still  increasing  light  ! 

CM.  247.  Watts. 

The  Holy  Scriptures, 

Laden  with  guilt,  and  full  of  fears, 

I  fly  to  thee,  my  Lord  ; 
And  not  a  glimpse  of  hope  appears, 

But  in  thy  written  word. 

This  is  the  field  where  hidden  lies 
The  pearl  of  price  unknown  ; 

That  merchant  is  divinely  wise 
Who  makes  the  pearl  his  own. 

Our  faith,  and  love,  and  every  grace, 
Fall  far  below  thy  word ; 

But  perfect  truth  and  righteousness 
Dwell  only  with  the  Lord. 

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THE    SCRIPTURES. 

CM,  248.  Tate  &  Bbady. 

The  Holy  Scriptures.     Psalm  19. 

i    God's  perfect  law  converts  the  soul. 
Reclaims  from  false  desires  ; 
With  sacred  wisdom  his  sure  word 
The  ignorant  inspires. 

2  The  statutes  of  the  Lord  are  just. 

And  bring  sincere  delight  ; 
His  pure  commands  in  search  of  truth 
Assist  the  feeblest  sight. 

3  His  perfect  worship  here  is  fixed, 

On  sure  foundations  laid  ; 
His  equal  laws  are  in  the  scales 
Of  truth  and  justice  weighed. 

4  Of  more  esteem  than  golden  mines, 

Or  gold  refined  with  skill  ; 
More  sweet  than  honey,  or  the  drops 
That  from  the  comb  distil ;  — 

5  My  trusty  counsellors  they  are, 

And  friendly  warnings  give  : 
Divine  rewards  attend  on  those 
Who  by  thy  precepts  live. 

L.  M.  249.  Exeter  Col. 

Praise  for  the  Gospel. 

i   Grateful  the  joyous  news  proclaim,  — 
Salvation  is  in  Jesus'  name ; 
Salvation  !  —  shout  the  glorious  sound  ; 
Proclaim  it  to  the  world  around. 

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THE    SCRIPTURES. 

2  Tell  every  fearful,  trembling  soul, 

That  Gospel  grace  will  make  him  whole  : 
Invite  the  weary  poor  to  come  ; 
At  Jesus'  feast  there  still  is  room. 

3  Jesus !  that  name  shall  calm  their  fears, 
Dispel  their  doubts,  and  dry  their  tears  ; 
Shall  ease  the  anxious,  throbbing  breast, 
And  give  the  weary  mourner  rest. 

Jesus,  our  Prophet,  Saviour,  King  ! 
For  Jesus  grateful  praise  we  bring 
To  thee,  from  whom  his  blessings  flowed, 
To  thee,  our  Father  and  our  God. 


4 


L.  M.  (£0\)»  Beddome. 

The  Gospel  of  Christ. 

i   God,  in  the  gospel  of  his  Son, 
Makes  his  eternal  counsels  known  ; 
'T  is  here  his  richest  mercy  shines, 
And  truth  is  drawn  in  fairest  lines. 


2  Wisdom  its  dictates  here  imparts, 

To  form  our  minds,  to  cheer  our  hearts  ; 
Its  influence  makes  the  sinner  live  ; 
It  bids  the  drooping  saint  revive. 

3  Our  raging  passions  it  controls, 

And  comfort  yields  to  contrite  souls  ; 

It  brings  a  better  world  in  view, 

And  guides  us  all  our  journey  through. 

4  May  this  blest  volume  ever  lie 
Close  to  my  heart  and  near  my  eye, 
Till  life's  last  hour  my  soul  engage, 
And  be  my  chosen  heritage. 

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THE    SCRIPTURES. 

S.  M.  251.  Watts. 

Blessedness  of  Gospel  Times. 

i      How  beauteous  are  their  feet, 
Who  stand  on  Zion's  hill ! 
Who  bring  salvation  on  their  tongues, 
And  words  of  peace  reveal ! 

2  How  charming  is  their  voice  ! 
How  sweet  the  tidings  are  ! 

"  Zion,  behold  thy  Saviour  king, 
He  reigns  and  triumphs  here." 

3  How  happy  are  our  ears, 
That  hear  this  joyful  sound, 

Which  kings  and  prophets  waited  for, 
And  sought,  but  never  found ! 

4  How  blessed  are  our  eyes, 
That  see  this  heavenly  light ! 

Prophets  and  kings  desired  it  long, 
Bat  died  without  the  sight. 

5  The  watchmen  join  their  voice. 
And  tuneful  notes  employ  ; 

Jerusalem  breaks  forth  in  songs, 
And  deserts  learn  the  joy. 

6  The  Lord  makes  bare  his  arm 
Through  all  the  earth  abroad : 

Let  every  nation  now  behold 
Their  Saviour  and  their  God. 

CM.  252.  Watts. 

Excellence  of  the  Scriptures.    Psalm  119. 

i    Let  all  the  heathen  writers  join 
To  form  one  perfect  book. 

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THE    SCRIPTURES. 

Great  God,  if  once  compared  with  thine. 
How  mean  their  writings  look  ! 

2  Not  the  most  perfect  rules  they  gave 

Could  show  one  sin  forgiven, 

Nor  lead  a  step  beyond  the  grave  ; 

But  thine  conduct  to  heaven. 

3  I  've  seen  an  end  of  what  we  call 

Perfection  here  below  ; 
How  short  the  powers  of  nature  fall, 
And  can  no  farther  go  ! 

4  Yet  men  would  fain  be  just  with  God 

By  works  their  hands  have  wrought ; 
But  thy  commands,  exceeding  broad, 
Extend  to  every  thought. 

5  Our  faith  and  love,  and  every  grace, 

Fall  far  below  thy  word ; 
But  perfect  truth  and  righteousness 
Dwell  only  with  the  Lord. 


CM.  253.  Watts. 

The  Excellency  of  Scripture.     Psalm  119. 

Lord,  I  have  made  thy  word  my  choice, 

My  lasting  heritage  ; 
There  shall  my  noblest  powers  rejoice, 

My  warmest  thoughts  engage. 

I  '11  read  the  histories  of  thy  love, 

And  keep  thy  laws  in  sight, 
While  through  the  promises  I  rove 

With  ever-fresh  delight. 


THE    SCRIPTURES. 

3  'T  is  a  broad  land  of  wealth  unknown, 

Where  springs  of  life  arise, 
Seeds  of  immortal  bliss  are  sown, 
And  hidden  glory  lies. 

4  The  best  relief  that  mourners  have, 

It  makes  our  sorrows  blest, 
Our  fairest  hope  beyond  the  grave, 
And  our  eternal  rest. 

L.  M.  Z  0  4 .  Beddome. 

The  Light  and  Guidance  of  Scripture. 

i   When  Israel  through  the  desert  passed, 
A  fiery  pillar  went  before, 
To  guide  them  through  the  dreary  waste, 
And  lessen  the  fatigues  they  bore. 

2  Such  is  thy  glorious  word,  O  God ! 

'T  is  for  our  light  and  guidance  given  ; 
It  sheds  a  lustre  all  abroad, 

And  points  the  path  to  bliss  and  heaven. 

3  It  fills  the  soul  with  sweet  delight, 

And  quickens  its  inactive  powers  ; 
It  sets  our  wandering  footsteps  right, 
Displays  thy  love,  and  kindles  ours. 

4  Its  promises  rejoice  our  hearts  ; 

Its  doctrines  are  divinely  true ; 

Knowledge  and  pleasure  it  imparts  ; 

It  comforts  and  instructs  us  too. 

5  O,  may  it  be  our  cloud  by  day, 

Our. fire  amidst  the  evening  gloom, 
And  light  and  lead  us  all  the  way 
In  which  we  travel  to  the  tomb ! 

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THE    SCRIPTURES. 

CM.  &  0  0 .  Christian  Psalmist. 

The  good  Seed. 

i   Almighty  God,  thy  word  is  cast 
Like  seed  into  the  ground  ; 
Now  let  the  dew  of  heaven  descend, 
And  righteous  fruits  abound. 

2  Let  not  the  foe  of  Christ  and  man 

This  holy  seed  remove ; 
But  give  it  root  in  every  heart, 
To  bring  forth  fruits  of  love. 

3  Let  not  the  world's  deceitful  cares 

The  rising  plant  destroy ; 
But  let  it  yield,  a  hundred  fold, 
The  fruits  of  peace  and  joy. 

4  Nor  let  thy  word,  so  kindly  sent 

To  raise  us  to  thy  throne, 
Return  to  thee,  and  sadly  tell 
That  we  reject  thy  Son. 

5  Oft  as  the  precious  seed  is  sown, 

Thy  quickening  grace  bestow, 
That  all,  whose  souls  the  truth  receive, 
Its  saving  power  may  know. 


CM.  rw  0  0  .  Christian  Psalmist. 

The  Seed  of  the  Word. 

i   Lord  of  the  harvest,  God  of  grace, 
Send  down  thy  heavenly  rain  : 
In  vain  we  plant  without  thy  aid, 
And  water,  too,  in  vain. 

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May  no  vain  thoughts,  those  hirds  of  prey, 

Defraud  us  of  our  gain  ; 
Nor  anxious  cares,  those  baleful  thorns, 

Choke  up  the  precious  grain. 

Ne'er  may  our  hearts  be  like  the  rock, 
Where  but  the  blade  can  spring, 

Which,  scorched  with  heat,  becomes  by  noon 
A  dead,  a  useless  thing. 

Let  not  the  joys  thy  gospel  gives 

A  transient  rapture  prove  ; 
Nor  may  the  world,  by  smiles  and  frowns, 

Our  faith  and  hope  remove. 

But  may  our  hearts,  like  fertile  soil, 

Receive  the  heavenly  word  ; 
So  shall  our  fair  and  ripened  fruits 

Their  hundred  fold  afford. 


L.  M.  (C  0  /  .  Bowring. 

Jesus  preaching  the  Gospel. 

i    How  sweetly  flowed  the  gospel's  sound 
From  lips  of  gentleness  and  grace, 
When  listening  thousands  gathered  round, 
And  joy  and  reverence  filled  the  place ! 

2  From  heaven  he  came,  of  heaven  he  spoke, 

To  heaven  he  led  his  followers'  way  ; 
Dark  clouds  of  gloomy  night  he  broke, 
Unveiling  an  immortal  day. 

3  "  Come,  wanderers,  to  my  Father's  home, 

Come,  all  ye  weary  ones,  and  rest !  " 
Yes!  sacred  teacher,  we  will  come, 
Obey  thee,  love  thee,  and  be  blest. 


THE    SCRIPTURES. 


Decay,  then,  tenements  of  dust ! 

Pillars  of  earthly  pride,  decay  ! 
A  nobler  mansion  waits  the  just, 

And  Jesus  has  prepared  the  way. 


CM.  258.  Watts. 

The  Invitation  of  the  Gospel. 

i    Let  every  mortal  ear  attend 
And  every  heart  rejoice  ; 
The  trumpet  of  the  gospel  sounds 
With  an  inviting  voice. 

2  Ho  !  all  ye  hungry,  starving  souls, 

That  feed  upon  the  wind, 
And  vainly  strive  with  earthly  toys 
To  fill  an  empty  mind,  — 

3  Eternal  Wisdom  has  prepared 

A  soul-reviving  feast, 
And  bids  your  longing  appetites 
The  rich  provision  taste. 

4  Ho  !  ye  that  pant  for  living  streams, 

And  pine  away,  and  die  ; 
Here  you  may  quench  your  raging  thirst 
With  springs  that  never  dry. 

5  The  happy  gates' of  gospel  grace 

Stand  open  night  and  day  ; 
Lord,  we  are  come  to  seek  supplies, 
And  drive  our  wants  away. 


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THE    SCRIPTURES. 

S.  M.  20U.  Episcopal  Col. 

Gospel  Invitations. 

i      The  Spirit  in  our  hearts 

Is  whispering,  "  Sinner,  come  !  " 
The  Bride,  the  church  of  Christ,  proclaims 
To  all  his  children,  "Come  !  " 

2  Let  him  that  heareth  say 
To  all  about  him,  "  Come  !  " 

Let  him  that  thirsts  for  righteousness 
To  Christ,  the  fountain,  come. 

3  Yes,  whosoever  will, 
O,  let  him  freely  come, 

And  freely  drink  the  stream  of  life ; 
'T  is  Jesus  bids  him  come. 

4  Lo  !  Jesus,  who  invites, 
Declares,  "  I  quickly  come  "  : 

Lord,  even  so  !  I  wait  thine  hour  ; 
Jesus,  my  Saviour,  come ! 

S.  M.  260.  J.Scott. 

Meekness  and  Candor  in  investigating  Divine  Truth. 

i      Imposture  shrinks  from  light, 
And  dreads  the  curious  eye  ; 
But  sacred  truths  the  test  invite, 
They  bid  us  search  and  try. 

2     O,  may  we  still  maintain 
A  meek,  inquiring  mind  ; 
Assured  we  shall  not  search  in  vain, 
But  hidden  treasures  find. 

16  2. 5 


THE    SCRIPTURES. 

With  understanding  blest, 
Created  to  be  free, 
Dur  faith  on  man  we  dare  not  rest, 
Subject  to  none  but  thee. 

Lord,  give  the  light  we  need. 
With  soundest  knowledge  fill ; 
From  noxious  error  guard  our  creed, 
From  prejudice  our  will. 

The  truth  thou  shalt  impart, 
May  we  with  firmness  own  ; 
Abhorring  each  evasive  art, 
And  fearing  thee  alone. 


C.  P.  M.  261.  Rev.  H.  Moore. 

Unrivalled  Beauty  and  Glory  of  Religion. 

i    Soft  are  the  fruitful  showers  that  bring 
The  welcome  promise  of  the  spring, 

And  soft  the  vernal  gale  ; 
Sweet  the  wild  warblings  of  the  grove, 
The  voice  of  nature  and  of  love, 

That  gladden  every  vale  : 

2  But  softer  in  the  mourner's  ear 
Sounds  the  mild  voice  of  Mercy  near, 

That  whispers  sins  forgiven  ; 
And  sweeter  far  the  music  swells, 
When  to  the  raptured  soul  she  tells 

Of  peace  and  promised  heaven. 

3  Fair  are  the  flowers  that  deck  the  ground, 
And  groves  and  gardens  blooming  round 

Unnumbered  charms  unfold ; 

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THE    SCRIPTURES. 

Bright  is  the  sun's  meridian  ray, 
And  bright  the  beams  of  setting  day. 
That  robe  the  clouds  in  gold : 

But  far  more  fair  the  pious  breast, 
In  richer  robes  of  goodness  dressed, 

Where  heaven's  own  graces  shine  ; 
And  brighter  far  the  prospects  rise, 
That  burst  on  faith's  delighted  eyes 

From  glories  all  divine. 


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DIVINE    INFLUENCES. 

CM.  262.  H.  Ware,  Jr. 

Invoking  God's  Aid. 

i    Father  in  heaven,  to  thee  my  heart 
Would  lift  itself  in  prayer ; 
Drive  from  my  soul  each  earthly  thought. 
And  show  thy  presence  there. 

2  Each  moment  of  my  life  renews 

The  mercies  of  my  Lord, 
Each  moment  is  itself  a  gift 
To  bear  me  on  to  God^ 

3  O,  help  me  break  the  galling  chains 

This  world  has  round  me  thrown, 
Each  passion  of  my  heart  subdue, 
Each  darling  sin  disown. 

4  O  Father,  kindle  in  my  breast 

A  never-dying  flame 
Of  holy  love,  of  grateful  trust 
In  thine  almighty  name. 


S.  M.  263.  Wesleyan. 

Seeking  Aid  from  God. 

Father,  thine  aid  afford, 
For  still  the  same  thou  art ; 
To  thee  I  look,  to  thee,  my  Lord  ! 
Lift  up  my  feeble  heart. 


DIVINE     INFLUENCES. 

2  Thou  seest  my  troubled  breast. 
The  stragglings  of  my  will, 

The  foes  that  interrupt  my  rest, 
The  trials  that  I  feel. 

3  In  thee  all  fulness  dwells, 
And  all  for  erring  man  : 

Fill  every  want  my  spirit  feels, 
And  sunder  every  chain. 

4  I  long  to  see  thy  face, 
Thy  spirit  I  implore,  — 

The  living  water  of  thy  grace, 
That  I  may  thirst  no  more. 

CM.  264.  Smart. 

Imploring  Divine  Guidance. 

i   Father  of  light !  conduct  my  feet 

Through  life's  dark,  dangerous  road  ; 
Let  each  advancing  step  still  bring 
Me  nearer  to  my  God. 

2  Let  heaven-eyed  prudence  be  my  guide 

And,  when  I  go  astray, 
Recall  my  feet  from  folly's  path, 
To  wisdom's  better  way. 

3  Teach  me  in  every  various  scene 

To  keep  my  end  in  sight ; 
And,  while  I  tread  life's  mazy  track, 
Let  wisdom  guide  me  right. 

4  That  heavenly  wisdom  from  above 

Abundantly  impart ; 
And  let  it  guard,  and  guide,  and  warm, 
And  penetrate  my  heart, — 

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Till  it  shall  lead  me  to  thyself, 
Fountain  of  bliss  and  love  ! 
And  all  my  darkness  be  dispersed 


In  endless  light  above. 


L.  M.  (£\)d .  Browne. 

Our  Guide. 

i   Come,  gracious  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove, 
With  light  and  comfort  from  above  ; 
Be  thou  our  guardian,  thou  our  guide  ; 
O'er  every  thought  and  step  preside. 

2  To  us  the  light  of  truth  display, 

And  make  us  know  and  choose  thy  way ; 
Plant  holy  fear  in  every  heart, 
That  we  from  God  may  ne'er  depart. 

3  Lead  us  to  holiness,  the  road 

Which  we  must  take  to  dwell  with  God  j 
Lead  us  to  Christ,  the  living  way, 
Nor  let  us  from  his  pastures  stray  ; 

4  Lead  us  to  God,  our  final  rest, 
To  be  with  him  for  ever  blest  ; 
Lead  us  to  heaven,  the  seat  of  bliss, 
Where  pleasure  in  perfection  is. 

L.  M.  266.  Mrs.  Steele. 

Seeking  for  Divine  Assistance. 

i    My  God  !  whene'er  my  longing  heart 
Its  grateful  tribute  would  impart, 
In  vain  my  tongue,  with  feeble  aim, 
Attempts  the  glories  of  thy  name. 

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DIVINE    INFLUENCES. 

2  In  vain  my  boldest  thoughts  arise, 
I  sink  to  earth  and  lose  the  skies ; 
Yet  I  may  still  thy  grace  implore, 
And  low  in  dust  thy  name  adore. 

3  O,  let  thy  grace  my  heart  inspire, 

And  raise  each  languid,  weak  desire,  — 
Thy  grace,  which  condescends  to  meet 
The  sinner  prostrate  at  thy  feet ! 

4  With  humble  fear  let  love  unite, 
And  mix  devotion  with  delight  j 
Then  shall  thy  name  be  all  my  joy, 
Thy  praise  my  constant,  blest  employ. 

5  Thy  name  inspires  the  harps  above 
With  harmony  and  praise  and  love ; 

That  grace  which  tunes  the  immortal  strings 
Looks  kindly  down  on  mortal  things. 

6  O,  let  thy  grace  guide  every  song, 

And  fill  my  heart,  and  tune  my  tongue ! 
Then  shall  the  strains  harmonious  flow, 
And  heavenly  joy  begin  below. 

L.  M.  Z  U  /  .  Moravian. 

For  Guardianship  and  Guidance. 

i    O  thou,  to  whose  all-searching  sight 
The  darkness  shineth  as  the  light, 
Search,  prove  my  heart ;  it  pants  for  thee ; 
O,  burst  these  bonds,  and  set  it  free ! 

2   If  in  this  darksome  wild  I  stray, 
Be  thou  my  light,  be  thou  my  way  ; 
No  foes,  no  violence,  I  fear, 
No  fraud,  while  thou,  my  God,  art  near. 

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DIVINE    INFLUENCES. 

When  rising  floods  my  soul  o'erflow, 
When  sinks  my  heart  in  waves  of  woe, 

0  God,  thy  timely  aid  impart, 

And  raise  my  head,  and  cheer  my  heart. 

If  rough  and  thorny  be  the  way, 
My  strength  proportion  to  my  day ; 
Till  toil,  and  grief,  and  pain  shall  cease, 
Where  all  is  calm,  and  joy,  and  peace. 

L.  M.  ^i)0.  Christian  Psalmist. 

Prayer  for  Divine  Help. 

Be  with  me,  Lord,  where'er  I  go  ; 

Teach  me  what  thou  wouldst  have  me  do ; 

Show  me  my  weakness,  let  me  see 

1  have  my  power,  my  all,  from  thee. 

Enrich  me  alway  with  thy  love  ; 
My  kind  protection  ever  prove  ; 
Thy  signet  put  upon  my  breast, 
And  let  thy  Spirit  on  me  rest. 

Assist  and  teach  me  how  to  pray  ; 
Incline  my  nature  to  obey ; 
What  thou  abhorr'st,  that  let  me  flee  ; 
And  only  love  what  pleases  thee. 

O,  may  I  never  do  my  will, 
But  thine,  and  only  thine,  fulfil ; 
Let  all  my  time  and  all  my  ways 
Be  spent  and  ended  to  thy  praise. 

L.  M.  269.  Rev.  H.  Moore. 

Devout  Aspirations. 

Supreme  and  universal  Light ! 
Fountain  of  reason !  Judge  of  right ! 

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Parent  of  good  !  whose  blessings  flow 
On  all  above,  and  all  below  j  — 

2  Without  whose  kind,  directing  ray, 
In  everlasting  night  we  stray, 
From  passion  still  to  passion  tossed, 
And  in  a  maze  of  error  lost ;  — 

3  Assist  us,  Lord !  to  act,  to  be, 
What  nature  and  thy  laws  decree  ; 
Worthy  that  intellectual  flame, 
Which  from  thy  breathing  spirit  came. 

4  May  our  expanded  souls  disclaim 
The  narrow  view,  the  selfish  aim  ; 
And  with  a  Christian  zeal  embrace 
Whate'er  is  friendly  to  our  race. 

5  O  Father !  grace  and  virtue  grant  ; 
No  more  we  wish,  no  more  we  want ; 
To  know,  to  serve  thee,  and  to  love, 
Is  peace  below,  —  is  bliss  above. 


L.  M.  Z  (  (J .  Beddome. 

Prayer  for  the  Holy  Spirit. 

i   Come,  blessed  Spirit,  Source  of  light, 

Whose  power  and  grace  are  unconfined, 
Dispel  the  gloomy  shades  of  night, 
The  thicker  darkness  of  the  mind. 

2   To  mine  illumined  eyes  display 

The.  glorious  truth  thy  word  reveals  ; 
Cause  me  to  run  the  heavenly  way ; 
The  book  unfold,  unloose  the  seals. 

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a    Thine  inward  teachings  make  me  know. 
The  mysteries  of  redeeming  love, 
The  emptiness  of  things  below, 
The  excellence  of  things  above. 

4   While  through  this  dubious  maze  I  stray, 
Spread,  like  the  sun,  thy  beams  abroad, 
To  show  the  dangers  of  the  way, 
And  guide  my  feeble  steps  to  God. 

L.  M.  271.  Lit.  R.  S.  Col. 

Prayer  for  Divine  Influence  in  worshipping  God. 

i    Almighty  God !  before  whose  throne 
The  secrets  of  all  hearts  are  known, 
Thou  who  approv'st  the  voice  sincere, 
And  hear'st  and  answer'st  all  our  prayer ;  - 

2  Thou  who  the  homage  wilt  despise 
Of  lying  lips  and  wandering  eyes ; 
And  spurn  the  sacrifice  that  brings 

To  heavenly  aims  terrestrial  things  ;  — 

3  O,  grant  us,  in  this  awful  hour, 

To  feel  thy  love,  to  own  thy  power  ; 
And,  from  the  world's  allurements  free, 
Raise  each  exalted  thought  to  thee. 


L.  M.  Z  (  Z .  Doddridge. 

God  the  Father  of  our  Spirits. 

Eternal  Source  of  life  and  thought, 
Be  all  beneath  thyself  forgot ; 
Whilst  thee,  great  Parent-mind,  we  own, 
In  prostrate  homage  round  thy  throne. 

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Whilst  in  themselves  our  souls  survey 

Of  thee  some  faint  reflected  ray, 

They,  wondering,  to  their  Father  rise  ; 

His  power  how  vast !  his  thoughts  how  wise  ! 

O,  may  we  live  before  thy  face, 
The  willing  subjects  of  thy  grace, 
And  through  each  path  of  duty  move 
With  filial  awe  and  filial  love. 


7s.  M.  d  (  O  .  Wesletan. 

Seeking  Divine  Blessings. 

i    Lord,  we  come  before  thee  now, 
At  thy  feet  we  humbly  bow  ; 
O,  do  not  our  suit  disdain  ! 
Shall  we  seek  thee,  Lord,  in  vain  ? 

2  Send  some  message  from  thy  word, 
That  may  joy  and  peace  afford  ; 
Let  thy  spirit  now  impart 

Full  salvation  to  each  heart. 

3  Comfort  those  who  weep  and  mourn, 
Let  the  time  of  joy  return  ; 

Those  that  are  cast  down  lift  up  ; 
Make  them  strong  in  faith  and  hope. 

4  Grant  that  all  may  seek  and  find 
Thee  a  gracious  God,  and  kind  ; 
Heal  the  sick,  the  captive  free ; 
Let  us  all  rejoice  in  thee. 


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10  s.  M.  ^J/4.  Johnson. 

God  the  Source  of  Light  and  Comfort. 

O  thou,  whose  power  o'er  moving  worlds  presides  ! 
Whose  voice  created,  and  whose  wisdom  guides ! 
On  darkling  man  in  pure  effulgence  shine, 
And  cheer  the  clouded  mind  with  light  divine. 

'T  is  thine  alone  to  calm  the  pious  breast 

With  silent  confidence  and  holy  rest ; 

From  thee,  great  God  !  we  spring  ;  to  thee  we  tend  j 

Path,  motive,  guide,  original,  and  end. 

CM.  &  {  0 .  Scotch  Paraphrase. 

Our  Strength  ia  in  God. 

i    Supreme  in  wisdom  as  in  power, 
The  Rock  of  Ages  stands ; 
Though  him  thou  canst  not  see,  nor  trace 
The  working  of  his  hands. 

2  He  gives  the  conquest  to  the  weak, 

Supports  the  fainting  heart  ; 
And  courage  in  the  evil  hour 
His  heavenly  aids  impart. 

3  Mere  human  powers  shall  fast  decay, 

And  youthful  vigor  cease  ; 
But  they  who  wait  upon  the  Lord 
In  strength  shall  still  increase. 

4  They  with  unwearied  feet  shall  tread 

The  path  of  life  divine  ; 
With  growing  ardor  onward  move, 
With  growing  brightness  shine. 

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5   On  eagles'  wings  they  mount,  they  soar ; 
Their  wings  are  faith  and  love ; 
Till,  past  the  cloudy  regions  here, 
They  rise  to  heaven  above. 

CM.  (Z  (  0  .  Cappe's  Select. 

Prayer  for  spiritual  and  eternal  Blessings. 

i    Eternal  Source  of  life  and  light ! 
Supremely  good  and  wise  ! 
To  thee  we  bring  our  grateful  vows, 
To  thee  lift  up  our  eyes. 

2  Our  dark  and  erring  minds  illume 

With  truth's  celestial  rays ; 
Inspire  our  hearts  with  sacred  love, 
And  tune  our  lips  to  praise. 

3  Conduct  us  safely,  by  thy  grace, 

Through  life's  perplexing  road, 
And  place  us,  when  our  journey  's  o'er, 
In  heaven,  thy  blest  abode. 


CM.  277 .  Mrs.  Steele. 

The  transforming  Vision  of  God. 

My  God,  the  visits  of  thy  face 

Afford  superior  joy 
To  all  the  flattering  world  can  give, 

Or  mortal  hopes  employ. 

But  clouds  and  darkness  intervene, 

My  brightest  joys  decline  ; 
And  earth's  gay  trifles  oft  ensnare 

This  wandering  heart  of  mine. 

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DIVINE     INFLUENCES. 

3  Lord,  guide  this  wandering  heart  to  thee  ; 

Unsatisfied  I  stray; 
Break  through  the  shades  of  sense  and  sin 
With  thy  enlivening  ray. 

4  O,  let  thy  beams  resplendent  shine, 

And  every  cloud  remove  ; 
Transform  my  powers,  and  fit  my  soul 
For  happier  scenes  above. 

5  Lord,  raise  my  faith,  my  hope,  my  heart, 

To  those  transporting  joys  ; 
So  shall  I  scorn  each  little  snare 
Which  this  vain  world  employs. 

6  Then,  though  I  sink  in  death's  cold  sleep, 

To  life  I  shall  awake  ; 
And,  in  the  likeness  of  my  God, 
Of  heavenly  bliss  partake. 

CM.  fZ  ( O  .  Doddridge. 

The  Influences  of  the  Spirit  desired. 

i    Great  Father  of  each  perfect  gift, 
Behold,  thy  servants  wait ; 
With  longing  eyes  and  lifted  hands, 
We  flock  around  thy  gate. 

2  O,  shed  abroad  that  royal  gift, 

Thy  Spirit  from  above, 
To  bless  our  eyes  with  sacred  light. 
And  fire  our  hearts  with  love. 

3  With  speedy  flight  may  he  descend, 

And  solid  comfort  bring, 
And  o'er  our  languid  souls  extend 
His  all-reviving  wing. 


DIVINE     INFLUENCES. 

4  Blest  earnest  of  eternal  joy. 

Declare  our  sins  forgiven, 
And  bear,  with  energy  divine, 
Our  raptured  thoughts  to  heaven. 

5  Diffuse,  O  God,  these  copious  showers, 

That  earth  its  fruit  may  yield  ; 
And  change  this  barren  wilderness 
To  Carmel's  flowery  field. 

CM.  279.  Salisbury  Col. 

The  Acceptable  Offering. 

i    Thine  influence,  mighty  God,  is  felt 
Through  nature's  ample  round  ; 
In  heaven,  on  earth,  through  air  and  skies. 
Thy  energy  is  found. 

2  Thy  sacred  influence,  Lord,  we  need 

To  form  our  hearts  anew  ; 
O,  cleanse  our  souls  from  every  sin, 
And  thy  salvation  show ! 

3  Father  of  light !  thine  aid  impart 

To  guide  our  doubtful  way  ; 
Thy  truth  shall  scatter  every  cloud, 
And  make  a  glorious  day. 

4  Supported  by  thy  heavenly  grace, 

We  '11  do  and  bear  thy  will  ; 
That  grace  shall  make  each  burden  light, 
And  every  murmur  still. 

5  Cheered  by  thy  smiles,  we  '11  fearless  tread 

The-  gloomy  path  of  death ; 
And,  with  the  hopes  of  endless  bliss, 
To  thee  resign  our  breath. 

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DIVINE     INFLUENCES. 

L.  M.  i^iKj[j.  Doddridge. 

Divine  Teachings  and  their  happy  Consequences. 

i    Bright  Source  of  intellectual  rays, 
Father  of  spirits  and  of  grace, 
O,  dart,  with  energy  unknown, 
Celestial  beamings  from  thy  throne. 

2  Thy  sacred  book  we  would  survey, 
Enlightened  with  that  heavenly  day, 
And  ask  thy  Spirit,  with  the  Word, 
To  teach  our  souls  to  know  the  Lord. 

3  So  shall  our  children  learn  the  road 
That  leads  them  to  their  fathers'  God  ;     . 
And,  formed  by  lessons  so  divine, 

Shall  infant  minds  with  knowledge  shine. 

4  So  shall  the  haughtiest  soul  submit, 
With  children  placed  at  Jesus'  feet ; 
The  noisy  swell  of  pride  shall  cease, 
And  thy  sweet  voice  be  heard  in  peace. 

L.  M.  Jol.  Merrick. 

Desire  of  Instruction.     Psalm  119. 

i    Teach  me,  O  teach  me,  Lord  !  thy  way  ; 
So  to  my  life's  remotest  day, 
By  thy  unerring  precepts  led, 
My  willing  feet  its  paths  shall  tread. 

a   Informed  by  thee,  with  sacred  awe 
My  heart  shall  meditate  thy  law  ; 
And,  with  celestial  wisdom  filled, 
To  thee  its  full  obedience  yield. 

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3  Give  me  to  know  thy  words  aright, 
Thy  words,  my  soul's  supreme  delight  ; 
That,  purged  from  thirst  of  gold,  my  mind 
In  them  its  better  wealth  may  find. 

4  O,  turn  from  vanity  mine  eye  ; 

To  me  thy  quickening  strength  supply  ; 
And  with  thy  promised  mercy  cheer 
A  heart  devoted  to  thy  fear. 


S.  M.  (&  O  d .  •  Herbert. 

"  Do  all  to  the  glory  of  God." 

Teach  me,  my  God  and  King, 
In  all  things  thee  to  see ; 
And  what  I  do  in  any  thing, 
To  do  it  as  for  thee  ;  — 

To  scorn  the  senses'  sway, 
While  still  to  thee  I  tend  j 
In  all  I  do,  be  thou  the  way.  — 
In  all,  be  thou  the  end. 

All  may  of  thee  partake ; 
Nothing  so  small  can  be, 
But  draws,  when  acted  for  thy  sake, 
Greatness  and  worth  from  thee. 

If  done  beneath  thy  laws, 
E'en  servile  labors  shine ; 
Hallowed  is  toil,  if  this  the  cause,  — 
The  meanest  work  divine. 


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DIVINE     INFLUENCES. 

CM.  283.  A.  C.L. 

Safety  in  God.    Psalm  61. 

i    Hear,  O  my  God !  in  mercy  hear 
Thy  suppliant's  humble  cry  ; 
Oppressed  with  grief,  and  chilled  by  fear, 
To  thee  I  lift  mine  eye. 

2  From  the  wide  earth's  remotest  bound, 

I  pour  the  fervent  prayer  ; 
Thy  sovereign  balm  for  every  wound 
Can  reach  me,  even  there. 

3  When  anguish  overwhelms  my  heart, 

And  sorrow's  waves  roll  high, 
Then  graciously  thy  aid  impart, 
And  cheer  the  lifted  eye. 

4  O,  lead  me  to  the  shadowing  rock 

That  lifts  its  friendly  form  ; 
For  there,  secure  from  every  shock, 
My  bark  shall  ride  the  storm. 

5  There,  in  the  haven  of  thine  arms, 

My  soul  shall  fear  no  ill, 
But  rest  secure  from  all  alarms, 
Since  thou  art  with  me  still. 

6  So  will  I  daily  tune  my  voice 

To  rapturous  songs  of  praise, 

Each  hour  with  gratitude  rejoice, 

And  hymns  of  gladness  raise. 


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DIVINE    INFLUENCES. 

L.  M.  284.  Watts. 

God  the  Confidence  of  the  Good  at  all  Times. 

i    Praise,  everlasting  praise,  be  paid 
To  him  that  earth's  foundation  laid  ; 
Praise  to  the  God  whose  strong  decrees 
Sway  the  creation  as  he  please. 

2  Praise  to  the  goodness  of  the  Lord, 
Who  rules  his  people  by  his  word  ; 
And  there,  as  strong  as  his  decrees, 
He  sets  his  kindest  promises. 

3  Firm  are  the  words  his  prophets  give, 
Sweet  words,  on  which  his  children  live ; 
Each  of  them  is  the  voice  of  God, 

Who  spoke,  and  spread  the  skies  abroad ;  — 

4  Each  of  them  powerful  as  that  sound 
That  bid  the  new-made  heavens  go  round  ; 
And  stronger  than  the  solid  poles 

On  which  the  wheel  of  nature  rolls. 

5  Whence,  then,  should  doubts  and  fears  arise  ? 
Why  trickling  sorrows  drown  our  eyes  ? 
Slowly,  alas !  our  mind  receives 

The  comforts  that  our  Maker  gives. 

6  O  for  a  strong,  a  lasting  faith, 

To  credit  what  the  Almighty  saith ! 
To  embrace  the  message  of  his  Son, 
And  call  the  joys  of  heaven  our  own. 

7  Then,  should  the  earth's  old  pillars  shake. 
And  all  the  wheels  of  nature  break, 

Our  steady  souls  should  fear  no  more 
Than  solid  rocks  when  billows  roar. 


DIVINE    INFLUENCES. 


Oar  everlasting  hopes  arise 

Above  the  ruinable  skies 

Where  the  Eternal  Builder  reigns 

And  his  own  courts  his  power  sustains. 


S.  M.  285.  Wesley's  Col. 

Prayer  for  Christian  Principles. 

i      My  God,  my  strength,  my  hope, 

On  thee  I  cast  my  care. 
With  humble  confidence  look  up, 

And  know  thou  hear'st  my  prayer : 

Gjve  me  on  thee  to  wait. 

Till  I  can  all  things  do  : 
On  thee^  almighty  to  create. 

Almighty  to  renew. 

2  I  want  a  sober  mind, 
A  self-renouncing  will, 

That  tramples  down  and  casts  behind 

The  baits  of  pleasing  ill  : 

A  soul  inured  to  pain.. 

To  hardship,  grief,  and  loss. 
Boldto  take  up,  firm  to  sustain, 

Trie  consecrated  cross. 

3  I  want  a  godly  fear, 

A  quick  discerning  eye, 
That  looks  to  thee  when  sin  is  near, 

And  sees  the  tempter  fly  ; 

A  spirit  still  prepared, 

And  armed  with  jealous  care. 
For  ever  standing  on  its  guard. 

And  watching  unto  prayer. 

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I  want  a  true  regard, 

A  single,  steady  aim, 
Unmoved  by  threatening  or  reward, 

To  thee  and  thyjgreat  name  ; 

A  zealous,  jnst  concern 

For  thine  immortal  praise  ; 
A  pure  desire  that  all  may  learn 

And  glorify  thy  grace. 

I  rest  upon  thy  word  ; 

The  promise  is  for  me  ; 
My  succour  and  salvation,  Lord, 

Shall  surely  come  from  thee : 

But  let  me  still  abide, 

Nor  from  my  hope  remove, 
Till  thou  my  patient  spirit  guide 

Into  thy  perfect  love. 


L.  M.  286.  C.  Wesley. 

For  the  Influences  of  the  Spirit. 

i    I  want  the  spirit  of  power  within, 
Of  love  and  of  a  healthful  mind ; 
Of  power  to  conquer  every  sin, 

Of  love  to  God  and  all  mankind  ; 
Of  health,  that  pain  and  death  defies, 
Most  vigorous  when  the  body  dies. 

2   O  that  the  Comforter  would  come, 
Nor  visit  as  a  transient  guest, 
But  fix  in  me  his  constant  home, 

And  keep  possession  of  my  breast ; 
And  make  my  soul  his  loved  abode, 
The  temple  of  indwelling  God  ! 


DIVINE    INFLUENCES. 

CM.  2o7 .  Addison. 

God  the  Refuge  of  the  Just. 

i    How  are  thy  servants  blest,  O  Lord  ! 
How  sure  is  their  defence  ! 
Eternal  wisdom  is  their  guide, 
Their  help,  omnipotence. 

2  In  foreign  realms,  and  lands  remote, 

Supported  by  thy  care, 
They  pass  unhurt  through  burning  climes, 
And  breathe  in  tainted  air. 

3  Thy  mercy  sweetens  every  soil, 

Makes  every  region  please  ; 
The  hoary,  frozen  hills  it  warms, 
And  smooths  the  boisterous  seas. 

4  Though  by  the  dreadful  tempest  tossed 

High  on  the  broken  wave, 
They  know  thou  art  not  slow  to  hear, 
Nor  impotent  to  save. 

5  The  storm  is  laid,  the  winds  retire, 

Obedient  to  thy  will ; 
The  sea,  that  roars  at  thy  command, 
At  thy  command  is  still. 

6  From  all  our  griefs  and  straits.  Q  Lord ! 

Thy  mercy  sets  us  free. 
While  in  the  confidence  of  prayer 
Our  hearts  take  hold  on  thee. 

7  In  midst  of  dangers,  fears,  and  death, 

Thy  goodness  we  '11  adore, 
And  praise  thee  for  thy  mercies  past, 
And  humbly  hope  for  more. 

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DIVINE    INFLUENCES. 


Our  lives,  while  thou  preserv'st  our  lives, 

Thy  sacrifice  shall  be  ; 
And  O  may  death,  when  death  shall  come, 

Unite  our  souls  to  thee  ! 


S.  M.  288.  Watts. 

Seeking  God.     Psalm  63. 

i      My  God,  permit  my  tongue 
This  joy,  —  to  call  thee  mine  ; 
And  let  my  early  cries  prevail 
To  taste  thy  love  divine. 

2     Within  thy  churches,  Lord, 
I  long  to  find  my  place, 
Thy  power  and  glory  to  behold, 
And  feel  thy  quickening  grace. 


For  life,  without  thy  love. 
No  relish  can  afford ; 

can  be  compared  to  this,  - 
serve  and  please  the  ■Lord. 


Npioj 

Toi 


Since  thou  hast  been  my  help, 
To  thee  my  spirit  flies, 
And  on  thy  watchful  providence 
My  cheerful  hope  relies. 

The  shadow  of  thy  wings 
My  soul  in  safety  keeps 
I  follow  where  my  Father  lead  s , 
And  he  supports  my  ste£S. 


DIVINE    INFLUENCES. 

L.  M.  289.  Wesley's  Col. 

Deliverances  acknowledged. 

i    God  of  my  life,  whose  gracious  power 

Through  varied  deaths  my  soul  hath  led, 
Or  turned  aside  the  fatal  hour, 
Or  lifted  up  my  sinking  head,  — 

2  In  all  my  ways  thy  hand  I  own, 

Thy  ruling  providence  I  see  ; 
Assist  me  still  my  course  to  run, 
And  still  direct  my  paths  to  thee. 

3  Whither,  O  whither  should  I  fly, 

But  to  my  loving  Father's  breast, 
Secure  within  thine  arms  to  lie, 

And  safe  beneath  thy  wings  to  rest  ? 

4  I  have  no  skill  the  snare  to  shun  ; 

But  thou,  O  God,  my  wisdom  art : 
I  ever  into  ruin  run  ; 

But  thou  art  greater  than  my  heart. 

5  Foolish  and  impotent  and  blind, 

Lead  me  a  way  I  have  not  known  ; 
Bring  me  where  I  my  heaven  may  find,  — 
The  heaven  of  loving  thee  alone. 

8&-7s.M.  290. 

The  Heart  given  to  God. 

i    Take  my  heart,  O  Father,  take  it, 
Make  and  keep  it  all  thine  own ; 
Let  thy  Spirit  melt  and  break  it,  — 
This  proud  heart  of  sin  and  stone. 

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DIVINE     INFLUENCES. 

Heavenly  Father  !  deign  to  mould  it 

In  obedience  to  thy  will  ; 
And,  as  ripening  years  unfold  it, 

Keep  it  meek  and  childlike  still. 

Father  !  make  it  pure  and  lowly, 
Fond  of  peace  and  far  from  strife, 

Turning  from  the  paths  unholy 
Of  this  vain  and  sinful  life. 

Ever  let  thy  grace  surround  it, 
Strengthen  it  with  power  divine, 

Till  thy  cords  of  love  have  bound  it,  — 
Made  it  to  be  wholly  thine. 

May  the  blood  of  Jesus  heal  it, 

And  its  sins  be  all  forgiven  ; 
Holy  Spirit,  take  and  seal  it,  — 

Guide  it  in  the  path  to  heaven. 

7  &  6  s.  M.  2  V  1 .  Weslevan. 

The  Whispers  of  Grace. 

i    Open,  Lord,  my  inward  ear, 

And  bid  my  heart  rejoice  ; 
Bid  my  quiet  spirit  hear 

The  comfort  of  thy  voice  ; 
Never  in  the  whirlwind  found, 

Or  where  earthquakes  rock  the  place, 
Still  and  silent  is  the  sound, 

The  whisper  of  thy  grace. 

2   From  the  world  of  sin  and  noise 
And  tumult  I  withdraw ; 
For  the  small  and  inward  voice 
I  wait  with  humble  awe  ; 

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DIVINE     INFLUENCES. 

Silent  am  I  now  and  still, 

Dare  not  in  thy  presence  move ; 

To  my  waiting  soul  reveal 
The  secret  of  thy  love. 

L.  M.  (ZtJri.  Drtdbk. 

"  Veni,  Creator  Spiritus." 

i    Creator  Spirit !  by  whose  aid 

The  world's  foundations  first  were  laid, 
Come,  visit  every  pious  mind, 
Come,  pour  thy  joys  on  human  kind. 

2  Thrice  holy  fount !  thrice  holy  fire  ! 
Our  hearts  with  heavenly  love  inspire  j 
Come,  and  thy  sacred  unction  bring, 
To  sanctify  us  while  we  sing. 

3  Plenteous  of  grace,  descend  from  high, 
Rich  in  thy  sevenfold  energy ; 

From  sin  and  sorrow  set  us  free, 
And  make  thy  temples  worthy  thee. 

4  Refine  and  purge  our  earthly  parts  ; 
But,  O,  inflame  and  fire  our  hearts ; 
Our  frailties  help,  our  vice  control, 
Submit  the  senses  to  the  soul. 

5  Chase  from  our  minds  the  infernal  foe, 
And  peace,  the  fruit  of  love,  bestow  ; 
And,  lest  our  feet  should  step  astray, 
Protect  and  guide  us  in  the  way. 

6  Make  us  eternal  truths  receive, 
And  practise  all  that  we  believe  ; 
Give  us  thyself,  that  we  may  see 
The  Father  and  the  Son  by  thee. 

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I H  VINE     INFLUENCES. 

CM.  293.  Watts. 

Prayer  for  the  Spirit. 

i    Come,  holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove, 
With  all  thy  quickening  powers, 
Kindle  a  flame  of  sacred  love 
In  these  cold  hearts  of  ours. 

2  Look,  how  we  grovel  here  below, 

Fond  of  these  trifling  toys  ! 
Our  souls  can  neither  fly  nor  go 
To  reach  eternal  joys. 

3  In  vain  we  tune  our  formal  songs, 

In  vain  we  strive  to  rise  ; 
Hosannas  languish  on  our  tongues, 
And  our  devotion  dies. 

4  Come,  holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove, 

With  all  thy  quickening  powers  ; 
Come,  shed  abroad  a  Saviour's  love, 
And  that  shall  kindle  ours. 


CM.  294.  Heber. 

Pentecost. 

Spirit  of  truth !  on  this  thy  day 

To  thee  for  help  we  cry, 
To  guide  us  through  the  dreary  way 

Of  dark  mortality  ! 

We  ask  not,  Lord,  thy  cloven  flame, 
Or  tongues  of  various  tone  ; 

But  long  thy  praises  to  proclaim 
With  fervor  in  our  own. 


DIVINE     INFLUENCES. 

3  We  mourn  not  that  prophetic  skill 

Is  found  on  earth  no  more  ; 
Enough  for  us  to  trace  thy  will 
In  Scripture's  sacred  lore. 

4  We  neither  have  nor  seek  the  power 

111  demons  to  control ; 
But  thou,  in  dark  temptation's  hour, 
Shalt  chase  them  from  the  soul. 

5  No  heavenly  harpings  soothe  our  ear, 

No  mystic  dreams  we  share  ; 

Yet  hope  to  feel  thy  comfort  near, 

And  bless  thee  in  our  prayer. 

6  When  tongues  shall  cease,  and  power  decay, 

And  knowledge  empty  prove, 
Do  thou  thy  trembling  servants  stay 
With  faith,  and  hope,  and  love. 

8,  6,  &  4  s.  M.  (&  \)  0  .  Spirit  of  the  Psalms. 

The  Holy  Spirit  the  Comforter. 

i    Our  blest  Redeemer,  ere  he  breathed 
His  tender,  last  farewell, 
A  Guide,  a  Comforter,  bequeathed, 
With  us  to  dwell. 

2  He  came  in  tongues  of  living  flame, 

To  teach,  convince,  subdue ; 
All  powerful  as  the  wind  he  came, 
As  viewless,  too. 

3  He  came,  sweet  influence  to  impart, 

A  gracious,  willing  guest, 
While  he  can  find  one  humble  heart 
Wherein  to  rest. 

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DIVINE     INFLUENCES. 

4  And  his  that  gentle  voice  we  hear. 

Soft  as  the  breeze  of  even, 
That  checks  each  fault,  that  calms  each  fear, 
And  speaks  of  heaven. 

5  And  every  virtue  we  possess, 

And  every  victory  won, 
And  every  thought  of  holiness, 
Are  his  alone. 

6  Spirit  of  purity  and  grace, 

Our  weakness,  pitying,  see  ; 
O,  make  our  hearts  thy  dwelling-place, 
And  worthier  thee. 

6  &  10  s.  M,  2  9  0 .  Jones  Very. 

Desires  for  God's  Presence. 

Wilt  thou  not  visit  me  ? 
The  plant  beside  me  feels  thy  gentle  dew ; 

Each  blade  of  grass  I  see 
From  thy  deep  earth  its  quickening  moisture  drew. 

Wilt  thou  not  visit  me  ? 
Thy  morning  calls  on  me  with  cheering  tone, 

And  every  hill  and  tree 
Lend  but  one  voice,  the  voice  of  thee  alone. 

Come  !  for  I  need  thy  love 
More  than  the  flower  the  dew,  or  grass  the  rain  ; 

Come,  like  thy  holy  dove, 
And  let  me  in  thy  sight  rejoice  to  live  again. 

Yes !  thou  wilt  visit  me  ; 
Nor  plant  nor  tree  thine  eye  delights  so  well, 

As  when,  from  sin  set  free, 
Man's  spirit  comes  with  thine  in  peace  to  dwell. 

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DIVINE     INFLUENCES. 

CM.  Zvt  .  Doddridge. 

God  the  Salvation  of  his  People. 

i   How  long  shall  dreams  of  earthly  bliss 
Our  flattering  hopes  employ, 
And  mock  our  fond,  deluded  eyes 
With  visionary  joy  ? 

2  Why  from  the  mountains  and  the  hills 

Is  our  salvation  sought, 
While  our  eternal  Rock  's  forsook, 
And  Israel's  God  forgot  ? 

3  The  living  spring  neglected  flows 

Full  in  our  daily  view  ; 
Yet  we,  with  anxious,  fruitless  toil, 
Our  broken  cisterns  hew. 

4  These  fatal  errors,  gracious  God, 

With  gentle  pity  see  ; 
To  thee  our  roving  eyes  direct, 
And  fix  our  souls  on  thee. 


L.  M.  298.  Rippon's  Col. 

Spiritual  Influences  compared  to  Rain. 

The  dews  and  rains,  in  all  their  store, 
Watering  the  pastures  o'er  and  o'er, 
Are  not  so  copious  as  that  grace 
Which  sanctifies  and  saves  our  race. 

As,  in  soft  silence,  vernal  showers 
Descend  and  cheer  the  fainting  flowers, 
So,  in  the  secrecy  of  love, 
Falls  the  sweet  influence  from  above. 

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DIVINE    INFLUENCES. 

That  heavenly  influence  let  me  find 
In  holy  silence  of  the  mind, 
While  every  grace  maintains  its  bloom. 
Diffusing  wide  its  rich  perfume. 

Nor  let  these  blessings  be  confined 
To  me,  but  poured  on  all  mankind ; 
Till  earth's  wild  wastes  in  verdure  rise, 
And  a  new  Eden  bless  our  eyes. 


L.  M.  di\)\).  Doddridge. 

Living  Water. 

i    Blest  Jesus  !   Source  of  grace  divine, 
What  soul-refreshing  streams  are  thine ! 
O,  bring  these  healing  waters  nigh, 
Or  we  must  droop,  and  fall,  and  die. 

2  No  traveller  through  desert  lands, 
'Midst  scorching  suns  and  burning  sands, 
More  eager  longs  for  cooling  rain, 

Or  pants  the  current  to  obtain. 

3  Our  longing  souls  aloud  would  sing, 

"  Spring  up,  celestial  fountain,  spring  ; 

To  a  redundant  river  flow, 

And  cheer  this  thirsty  land  below." 

4  May  this  blest  torrent  near  my  side 
Through  all  the  desert  gently  glide ; 
Then,  in  Immanuel's  land  above, 
Spread  to  a  sea  of  joy  and  love ! 


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DIVINE    INFLUENCES. 

CM.  300.  Logan. 

Heavenly  Wisdom. 

i    O,  happy  is  the  man  who  hears 
Instruction's  warning  voice, 
And  who  celestial  Wisdom  makes 
His  early,  only  choice. 

2  Wisdom  has  treasures  greater  far 

Than  east  or  west  unfold ; 
And  her  rewards  more  precious  are 
Than  is  the  gain  of  gold. 

3  In  her  right  hand  she  holds  to  view 

A  length  of  happy  years  ; 
And  in  her  left  the  prize  of  fame 
And  honor  bright  appears. 


She  guides  the  young,  with  innocence, 
In  pleasure's  paths  to  tread  ; 

A  crown  of  glory  she  bestows 
Upon  the  hoary  head. 

According  as  her  labors  rise, 

So  her  rewards  increase  ; 
Her  ways  are  ways  of  pleasantness, 

And  all  her  paths  are  peace. 

S.  M.  301.  Watts. 

Wisdom.     Proverbs  viii. 

i      Shall  Wisdom  cry  aloud, 
And  not  her  speech  be  heard  ? 
The  voice  of  God's  eternal  word, — 
Deserves  it  no  regard  ? 

23G 


DIVINE    INFLUENCES. 

"  I  was  his  chief  delight, 
His  everlasting  Son, 
Before  the  first  of  all  his  works, 
Creation,  was  begun. - 

"  Before  the  flying  clouds, 
Before  the  solid  land, 
Before  the  fields,  before  the  floods, 

I  dwelt  at  his  right  hand. 

"  When  he.  adorned  the  skies, 
And  built  them,  I  was  there, 
To  order  when  the  sun  should  rise, 
And  marshal  every  star. 

II  When  he  poured  out  the  sea, 
And  spread  the  flowing  deep, 

I  gave  the  flood  a  firm  decree, 
In  its  own  bounds  to  keep. 

"  Then  come,  receive  my  grace, 
Ye  children,  and  be  wise  : 
Happy  the  man  that  keeps  my  ways  ; 
The  man  that  shuns  them  dies." 

CM.  302.  Cowper. 

Human  Frailty. 

Weak  and  irresolute  is  man  ; 

The  purpose  of  to-day, 
Woven  with  pains  into  his  plan, 

To-morrow  rends  away. 

Some  foe  to  his  upright  intent 
.Finds  out  his  weaker  part  j 

Virtue  engages  his  assent, 
But  pleasure  wins  his  heart. 

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DIVINE    INFLUENCES. 

3  Bound  on  a  voyage  of  awful  length, 

Through  dangers  little  known, 
A  stranger  to  superior  strength, 
Man  vainly  trusts  his  own. 

4  But  oars  alone  can  ne'er  prevail 

To  reach  the  distant  coast ; 
The  breath  of  heaven  must  swell  the  sail. 
Or  all  the  toil  is  lost. 


L.  M.  303.  COWPER. 

Temptation. 

i    The  billows  swell,  the  winds  are  high, 
Clouds  overcast  my  wintry  sky  ; 
Out  of  the  depths  to  thee  I  call  ; 
My  fears  are  great,  my  strength  is  small. 

2  O  Lord,  the  pilot's  part  perform, 

And  guard  and  guide  me  through  the  storm  ; 
Defend  me  from  each  threatening  ill ; 
Control  the  waves  ;  say,  '-Peace!  be  still  !  " 

3  Amidst  the  roaring  of  the  sea, 

My  soul  still  hangs  her  hope  on  thee ; 
Thy  constant  love,  thy  faithful  care, 
Is  all  that  saves  me  from  despair. 

4  Though  tempest-tost  and  half  a  wreck, 
My  Saviour  through  the  floods  I  seek  ; 
Let  neither  winds  nor  stormy  main 
Force  back  my  shattered  bark  again. 


DIVINE    INFLUENCES. 

L.  M.  OUtc.  Doddridge. 

Choice  of  the  Better  Part. 

Beset  with  snares  on  every  hand, 
In  life's  uncertain  path  I  stand  ; 
Saviour  divine,  diffuse  thy  light, 
To  guide  my  doubtful  footsteps  right. 

Engage  this  roving,  treacherous  heart 
To  fix  on  Mary's  better  part, 
To  scorn  the  trifles  of  a  day, 
For  joys  that  none  can  take  away. 

Then  let  the  wildest  storms  arise, 
Let  tempests  mingle  earth  and  skies, 
No  fatal  shipwreck  shall  I  fear, 
But  all  my  treasures  with  me  bear. 

If  thou,  my  Saviour,  still  be  nigh, 
Cheerful  I  live,  and  joyful  die  ; 
Secure,  when  mortal  comforts  flee, 
To  find  ten  thousand  worlds  in  thee. 


CM.  O  U  0 .  Montgomery. 

Solomon's  Prayer  for  Wisdom. 

i   Almighty  God,  in  humble  prayer 
To  thee  our  souls  we  lift  ; 
Do  thou  our  waiting  minds  prepare 
For  thy  most  needful  gift. 

2   We  ask  not  golden  streams  of  wealth 
Along  our  path  to  flow  ; 
We  ask  not  undecaying  health, 
Nor  length  of  years  below. 

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DIVINE    INFLUENCES. 

3  We  ask  not  honors,  which  an  hour 

May  bring  and  take  away  ; 
We  ask  not  pleasure,  pomp,  and  power, 
Lest  we  should  go  astray. 

4  We  ask  for  wisdom  :  —  Lord,  impart 

The  knowledge  how  to  live ; 
A  wise  and  understanding  heart 
To  all  before  thee  give. 

5  The  young  remember  thee  in  youth, 

Before  the  evil  days  ! 
The  old  be  guided  by  thy  truth 
In  wisdom's  pleasant  ways  ! 


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DEVOUT   AFFECTIONS. 

CM.  O  U  U .  Montgomery. 

Preparation  of  the  Heart. 

i    Lord,  teach  us  how  to  pray  aright, 
With  reverence  and  with  fear  ; 
Though  dust  and  ashes  in  thy  sight, 
We  may,  we  must,  draw  near. 

2  Burdened  with  guilt,  convinced  of  sin, 

In  weakness,  want,  and  woe, 
Fightings  without,  and  fears  within, 
Lord,  whither  shall  we  go  ? 

3  God  of  all  grace,  we  come  to  thee, 

With  broken,  contrite  hearts  ; 
Give  what  thine  eye  delights  to  see,  — 
Truth  in  the  inward  parts. 

4  Give  deep  humility ;  the  sense 

Of  godly  sorrow  give  ; 
A  strong,  desiring  confidence 
To  hear  thy  voice  and  live  ;  — 

5  Patience,  to  watch,  and  wait,  and  weep, 

Though  mercy  long  delay  ; 
Courage,  our  fainting  souls  to  keep, 
And  trust  thee,  though  thou  slay. 

6  Give  these,  and  then  thy  will  be  done ; 

Thus,  strengthened  with  all  might, 
We,  by  thy  spirit  and  thy  Son, 
Shall  pray,  and  pray  aright. 

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DEVOUT    AFFECTIONS. 

CM.  307.  Cowper. 

Lonely  Devotion. 

i    Far  from  the  world,  O  Lord,  I  flee, 
From  strife  and  tumult  far  ; 
From  scenes  where  sin  is  waging  still 
His  most  successful  war. 

2  The  calm  retreat,  the  silent  shade, 

With  prayer  and  praise  agree  ; 
And  seem  by  thy  sweet  bounty  made 
For  those  who  follow  thee. 

3  There,  if  thy  Spirit  touch  the  soul, 

And  grace  her  mean  abode, 
O,  with  what  peace,  and  joy,  and  love, 
She  communes  with  her  God ! 

4  There,  like  the  nightingale,  she  pours 

Her  solitary  lays : 
Nor  asks  a  witness  of  her  song, 
Nor  thirsts  for  human  praise. 

5  Author  and  guardian  of  my  life, 

Sweet  source  of  light  divine, 
And,  all  harmonious  names  in  one, 
My  Saviour,  thou  art  mine  ! 

6  What  thanks  I  owe  thee,  and  what  love, 

A  boundless,  endless  store, 
Shall  echo  through  the  realms  above, 
When  time  shall  be  no  more  ! 


DEVOUT    AFFECTIONS. 

CM.  Olio.  Montgomery. 

Prayer. 

i    Prayer  is  the  soul's  sincere  desire, 
Uttered  or  unexpressed ; 
The  motion  of  a  hidden  fire, 
That  trembles  in  the  breast. 

2  Prayer  is  the  burden  of  a  sigh, 

The  falling  of  a  tear ; 
The  upward  glancing  of  an  eye, 
When  none  but  God  is  near. 

3  Prayer  is  the  simplest  form  of  speech 

That  infant  lips  can  try  ; 
Prayer,  the  sublimest  strains  that  reach 
The  Majesty  on  high. 

4  Prayer  is  the  Christian's  vital  breath, 

The  Christian's  native  air ; 
His  watchword  at  the  gates  of  death  ; 
He  enters  heaven  by  prayer. 

5  Prayer  is  the  contrite  sinner's  voice, 

Returning  from  his  ways  ; 
While  angels  in  their  songs  rejoice, 
And  say,  "  Behold,  he  prays." 

e    O  thou,  by  whom  we  come  to  God, 
The  Life,  the  Truth,  the  Way, 
The  path  of  prayer  thyself  hast  trod  ; 
Lord,  teach  us  how  to  pray ! 


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DEVOUT    AFFECTIONS. 

7s.  M.  Oljy.  Methodist  Col. 

"I  will  that  men  pray  everywhere." 

i    They  who  seek  the  throne  of  grace 
Find  that  throne  in  every  place  ; 
If  we  love  a  life  of  prayer, 
God  is  present  everywhere. 

2  In  our  sickness,  in  our  health, 
In  our  want,  or  in  our  wealth, 
If  we  look  to  God  in  prayer, 
God  is  present  everywhere. 

3  When  our  earthly  comforts  fail, 
When  the  woes  of  life  prevail, 
'T  is  the  time  for  earnest  prayer  ; 
God  is  present  everywhere. 

4  Then,  my  soul,  in  every  strait, 
To  thy  Father  come,  and  wait ; 
He  will  answer  every  prayer  ; 
God  is  present  everywhere. 

L.M.  310.  CowrER. 

Exhortation  to  Prayer. 

i    What  various  hindrances  we  meet, 
In  coming  to  a  mercy-seat ! 
Yet  who,  that  knows  the  worth  of  prayer, 
But  wishes  to  be  often  there  ? 

2   Prayer  makes  the  darkened  cloud  withdraw, 
Prayer  climbs  the  ladder  Jacob  saw, 
Gives  exercise  to  faith  and  love, 
Brings  every  blessing  from  above. 

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DEVOUT    AFFECTIONS. 

Have  you  no  words  ?     Ah  !  think  again  ; 
Words  flow  apace  when  you  complain, 
And  fill  your  fellow-creature's  ear 
With  the  sad  tale  of  all  your  care. 

Were  half  the  breath  thus  vainly  spent 
To  Heaven  in  supplication  sent, 
Your  cheerful  song  would  oftener  be, 
"  Hear  what  the  Lord  has  done  for  me." 

7  &  6  s.  M.  O  i.  J. .  Edin.  Lit.  Review. 

"  Pray  without  ceasing." 

i    Go  when  the  morning  shineth, 

Go  when  the  noon  is  bright, 
Go  when  the  eve  declineth, 

Go  in  the  hush  of  night ; 
Go  with  pure  mind  and  feeling, 

Fling  earthly  thought  away, 
And,  in  thy  closet  kneeling, 

Do  thou  in  secret  pray. 

2  Remember  all  who  love  thee, 

All  who  are  loved  by  thee  ; 
Pray,  too,  for  those  who  hate  thee, 

If  any  such  there  be  ; 
Then  for  thyself,  in  meekness, 

A  blessing  humbly  claim, 
And  blend  with  each  petition 

Thy  great  Redeemer's  name. 

3  Or,  if  't  is  e'er  denied  thee 

In  solitude  to  pray, 
Should  holy  thoughts  come  o'er  thee 
When  friends  are  round  thy  way, 

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DEVOUT    AFFECTIONS. 

E'en  then  the  silent  breathing, 

Thy  spirit  raised  above. 
Will  reach  his  throne  of  glory, 

Where  dwells  eternal  love. 

4   O,  not  a  joy  or  blessing 

With  this  can  we  compare,  — 
The  grace  our  Father  gave  us 

To  pour  our  souls  in  prayer : 
Whene'er  thou  pin'st  in  sadness, 

Before  his  footstool  fall  ; 
Remember,  in  thy  gladness, 

His  love,  who  gave  thee  all. 

CM.  312.  Watts. 

Prayer  and  Hope.    Psalm  27. 

i    Soon  as  I  heard  my  Father  say, 
"  Ye  children,  seek  my  grace," 
My  heart  replied,  without  delay, 
"I  '11  seek  my  Father's  face." 

2  Let  not  thy  face  be  hid  from  me, 

Nor  frown  my  soul  away  ; 
God  of  my  life,  I  fly  to  thee, 
In  a  distressing  day. 

3  Should  friends  and  kindred,  near  and  dear, 

Leave  me  to  want,  or  die, 
My  God  would  make  my  life  his  care, 
And  all  my  need  supply. 

4  My  fainting  flesh  had  died  with  grief, 

Had  not  my  soul  believed 
To  see  thy  grace  provide  relief; 
Nor  was  my  hope  deceived. 

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DEVOUT    AFFECTIONS. 

5   Wait  on  the  Lord,  ye  trembling  saints, 
And  keep  yonr  courage  up  ; 
He  '11  raise  your  spirit  when  it  faints. 
And  far  exceed  your  hope. 

"CM.  O  1  O .  Montgomery. 

"  Ask,  and  ye  shall  receive." 

i    What  shall  we  ask  of  God  in  prayer  ? 
Whatever  good  we  want ; 
Whatever  man  may  seek  to  share, 
Or  God  in  wisdom  grant. 

2  Father  of  all  our  mercies  !  —  thou 

In  whom  we  move  and  live ! 
Hear  us  in  heaven,  thy  dwelling,  now, 
And  answer,  and  forgive. 

3  When,  harassed  by  ten  thousand  foes, 

Our  helplessness  we  feel, 

O,  give  the  weary  soul  repose, 

The  wounded  spirit  heal. 

4  When  dire  temptations  gather  round, 

And  threaten  or  allure, 
By  storm  or  calm,  in  thee  be  found 
A  refuge  strong  and  sure. 

5  When  age  advances,  may  we  grow 

In  faith,  in  hope,  and  love  ; 
And  walk  in  holiness  below 
To  holiness  above. 

6  When  earthly  joys  and  cares  depart, 

Desire  and  envy  cease, 
Be  thou  the  portion  of  our  heart,  — 
In  thee  may  we  have  peace. 


DEVOUT    AFFECTIONS. 

CM.  Ol4:.  Doddridge. 

Secret  Prayer. 

1  Father  divine,  thy  piercing  eye 

Shoots  through  the  darkest  night ; 
In  deep  retirement  thou  art  nigh, 
With  heart-discerning  sight. 

2  There  shall  that  piercing  eye  survey 

My  duteous  homage  paid, 
With  every  morning's  dawning  ray, 
And  every  evening's  shade. 

3  O,  may  thy  own  celestial  fire 

The  incense  still  inflame. 
While  my  warm  vows  to  thee  aspire, 
Through  my  Redeemer's  name. 

4  So  shall  the  visits  of  thy  love 

My  soul  in  secret  bless  ; 
So  shalt  thou  deign,  in  worlds  above, 
Thy  suppliant  to  confess. 

CM.  315.  Mrs.  Brown. 

Secret  Prayer. 

i    I  love  to  steal  awhile  away 
From  every  cumbering  care, 
And  spend  the  hours  of  setting  day 
In  humble,  grateful  prayer. 

2   I  love  in  solitude  to  shed 
The  penitential  tear, 
And  all  his  promises  to  plead 
Where  none  but  God  can  hear. 

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3  I  love  to  think  on  mercies  past, 

And  future  good  implore. 
And  all  my  cares  and  sorrows  cast 
On  him  whom  I  adore. 

4  I  love  by  faith  to  take  a  view 

Of  brighter  scenes  in  heaven  ; 
The  prospect  doth  my  strength  renew, 
While  here  by  tempests  driven. 

5  Thus,  when  .life's  toilsome  day  is  o'er, 

May  its  departing  ray 
Be  calm  as  this  impressive  hour, 
And  lead  to  endless  day. 

L.  M.  OlO.  Raffles. 

The  Hour  of  Prayer. 

i    Blest  hour,  when  mortal  man  retires 
To  hold  communion  with  his  God, 
To  send  to  heaven  his  warm  desires, 
And  listen  to  the  sacred  word. 

2  Blest  hour,  when  earthly  cares  resign 

Their  empire  o'er  his  anxious  breast, 
While,  all  around,  the  calm  divine 
Proclaims  the  holy  day  of  rest. 

3  Blest  hour,  when  God  himself  draws  nigh, 

Well  pleased  his  people's  voice  to  hear, 
To  hush  the  penitential  sigh, 

And  wipe  away  the  mourner's  tear. 

4  Blest  hour !  for  where  the  Lord  resorts 

Foretastes  of  future  bliss  are  given, 
And  mortals  find  his  earthly  courts 

The  house  of  God,  the  gate  of  heaven. 


DEVOUT    AFFECTIONS. 

CM.  317.  Pope. 

The  Universal  Prayer. 

i    Father  of  all !  in  every  age, 
In  every  clime,  adored, 
By  saint,  by  savage,  and  by  sage, 
Jehovah,  Jove,  or  Lord ! 

2  Thou  great  First  Cause,  least  understood, 

Who  all  my  sense  confined 
To  know  but  this,  —  that  thou  art  good, 
And  that  myself  am  blind ;  — 

3  What  conscience  dictates  to  be  done, 

Or  warns  me  not  to  do, 
This  teach  me  more  than  hell  to  shim, 
That  more  than  heaven  pursue. 

4  Yet  not  to  earth's  contracted  span 

Thy  goodness  let  me  bound, 
Or  think  thee  Lord  alone  of  man, 
When  thousand  worlds  are  round. 

s    If  I  am  right,  thy  grace  impart 
Still  in  the  right  to  stay ; 
If  I  am  wrong,  O  teach  my  heart 
To  find  that  better  way. 

6  Save  me  alike  from  foolish  pride, 

Or  impious  discontent 
At  aught  thy  wisdom  has  denied, 
Or  aught  thy  goodness  lent. 

7  Teach  me  to  feel  another's  woe, 

To  hide  the  fault  I  see  ; 

That  mercy  I  to  others  show, 

That  mercy  show  to  me. 


DEVOUT    AFFECTIONS. 

e    This  day  be  bread  and  peace  my  lot  : 
All  else  beneath  the  sun 
Thou  know'st  if  best  bestowed  or  not ; 
And  let  thy  will  be  done. 

9    To  thee,  whose  temple  is  all  space, 
Whose  altar  earth,  sea,  skies, 
One  chorus  let  all  being  raise  ! 
All  nature's  incense  rise  ! 

S.  M.  • )  1  8 .  .Johns. 

"Thy  kingdom  come." 

i      Come,  kingdom  of  our  God, 
Sweet  reign  of  light  and  love  ! 
Shed  peace,  and  hope,  and  joy  abroad, 
And  wisdom  from  abovo. 

2  Over  our  spirits  first 
Extend  thy  healing  reign  ; 

There  raise  and  quench  the  sacred  thirst. 
That  never  pains  again. 

3  Come,  kingdom  of  our  God ! 
And  make  the  broad  earth  thine  ; 

Stretch  o'er  her  lands  and  isles  the  rod 
That  flowers  with  grace  divine. 

4  Soon  may  all  tribes  be  blest 
With  fruit  from  life's  glad  tree  ; 

And  in  its  shade  like  brothers  rest, 
Sons  of  one  family. 

5  Come,  kingdom  of  our  God ! 
And  raise  thy  glorious  throne 

In  worlds  by  the  undying  trod, 
Where  God  shall  bless  his  own. 


DEVOUT    AFFECTIONS, 

C  M.  O  1  V  .  Wesley's  Col. 

'•  Thy  kingdom  come  " 

i    Father  of  me  and  all  mankind, 
And  all  the  hosts  above, 
Let  every  understanding  mind 
Unite  to  praise  thy  love. 

2  Thy  kingdom  come,  with  power  and  grace, 

To  every  heart  of  man  ; 
Thy  peace,  and  joy,  and  righteousness 
In  all  our  bosoms  reign. 

3  The  righteousness  that  never  ends, 

But  makes  an  end  of  sin  ; 
The  joy  that  human  thought  transcends, 
Into  our  souls  bring  in  ;  — 

4  The  kingdom  of  established  peace, 

Which  can  no  more  remove  ; 
The  perfect  powers  of  godliness, 
The  omnipotence  of  love. 


S.  M.  0<£\).  Montgomery. 

The  Lord's  Prayer. 

Our  heavenly  Father,  hear 
The  prayer  we  offer  now : 
Thy  name  be  hallowed  far  and  near ; 
To  thee  all  nations  bow. 

Thy  kingdom  come  ;  thy  will 
On  earth  be  done  in  love, 
As  saints  and  seraphim  fulfil 
Thy  perfect  law  above. 


DEVOUT    AFFECTIONS. 

3  Our  daily  bread  supply, 
While  by  thy  word  we  live ; 

The  guilt  of  our  iniquity 
Forgive  as  we  forgive. 

4  From  dark  temptation's  power 
Our  feeble  hearts  defend  ; 

Deliver  in  the  evil  hour, 
And  guide  us  to  the  end. 

5  Thine,  then,  for  ever  be 
Glory  and  power  divine  ; 

The  sceptre,  throne,  and  majesty 
Of  heaven  and  earth  are  thine. 

cm.      321. 

The  Lord's  Prayer. 

i    Our  Father,  high  enthroned  above. 
With  boundless  glory  crowned  ; 
Fountain  of  light,  and  life,  and  love, 
Ten  thousand  worlds  around  ! 

2    Supremely  honored  be  thy  name, 
By  every  grateful  mind, 
Whether  a  pure,  ethereal  flame, 
Or  yet  in  flesh  confined. 

n    Erect  thine  empire,  gracious  King, 
And  spread  its  power  abroad  ; 
Till  earth,  and  all  her  millions,  sing 
The  praises  of  their  God. 

4    O,  be  thy  will  on  earth  obeyed, 
As  'tis  obeyed  above, 
And  the  profoundest  homage  paid, 
With  all  the  joys  of  love. 

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"  These  are  for  ever  thine,"  in  songs 
Heaven's  blissful  myriads  cry  ; 

"  These  are  for  ever  thine,"  our  tongues 
In  humbler  notes  reply. 


L.  M.  322.  J.  Scott. 

Prayer. 

i    Our  Father  !  throned  above  the  sky, 
To  thee  our  empty  hands  we  spread  ; 
Thy  children  at  thy  footstool  lie, 
And  ask  thy  blessings  on  their  head. 

2  Let  mercy  all  our  sins  dispel, 

As  clouds  before  the  solar  beam  ; 
Our  souls  from  bondage  and  from  hell 
To  liberty  and  life  redeem. 

3  With  cheerful  hope  and  filial  fear, 

In  that  august  and  precious  name 
By  thee  ordained,  we  now  draw  near, 
And  would  the  promised  blessing  claim. 

4  Yes,  we  will  ask,  and  seek,  and  press 

For  gracious  audience  to  thy  seat  ; 
Still  hoping,  waiting  for  success, 
If  persevering  to  entreat. 

5  For  Jesus,  in  his  faithful  word, 

The  patient  supplicant  has  blest  ; 
And  all  thy  saints,  with  one  accord, 
The  prevalence  of  prayer  attest. 


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DEVOUT    AFFECTIONS. 

S.  M.  323.  Watts. 

Adoption.     1  John  iii.  1. 

i      Behold  what  wondrous  grace 
The  Father  has  bestowed 
On  sinners  of  a  mortal  race, 
To  call  them  sons  of  God ! 

2  Nor  doth  it  yet  appear 

How  great  we  must  be  made  ; 
But,  when  we  see  our  Saviour  here, 
We  shall  be  like  our  head. 

3  If  in  my  Father's  love 
I  share  a  filial  part, 

Send  down  thy  Spirit  like  a  dove 
To  rest  upon  my  heart. 

4  We  would  no  longer  lie 

Like  slaves  beneath  the  throne  ; 
My  faith  shall  Abba,  Father,  cry, 
And  thou  the  kindred  own. 

p.  m.       324. 

"Thy  will  be  done." 

i    "Thy  will  be  done !  "     In  devious  way 
The  hurrying  stream  of  life  may  run  ; 
Yet  still  our  grateful  hearts  shall  say, 
"  Thy  will  be  done  !  " 

2    "  Thy  will  be  done  !  "     If  o'er  us  shine 
A  gladdening  and  a  prosperous  sun, 
This  prayer  will  make  it  more  divine,  — 
"  Thy  will  be  done  !  " 


DEVOUT    AFFECTIONS. 

"  Thy  will  be  done  !  "    Though  shrouded  o'er 

Our  path  with  gloom,  one  comfort,  one 
Is  ours  ; — to  breathe,  while  we  adore, 
"  Thy  will  be  done  !  " 

L.  M.  6  1.  325.  Moravian. 

Seeking  after  God. 


Thou  hidden  love  of  God,  whose  height, 
Whose  depth  imfathomed  no  man  knows, 

I  see  from  far  thy  beauteous  light ; 
Inly  I  sigh  for  thy  repose ; 

My  heart  is  pained ;  nor  can  it  be 

At  rest,  till  it  find  rest  in  thee. 

Thy  secret  voice  invites  me  still 

The  sweetness  of  thy  yoke  to  prove  ; 

And  fain  I  would ;  but  though  my  will 
Seem  fixed,  yet  wide  my  passions  rove  j 

Yet  hindrances  strew  all  the  way  ; 

I  aim  at  thee,  yet  from  thee  stray. 

'T  is  mercy  all,  that  thou  hast  brought 
My  mind  to  seek  her  peace  in  thee ; 

Yet,  while  I  seek,  but  find  thee  not, 
No  peace  my  wandering  soul  shall  see. 

O,  when  shall  all  my  wanderings  end, 

And  all  my  steps  to  thee- ward  tend  ? 

Is  there  a  thing  beneath  the  sun 

That-  strives  with  thee  my  heart  to  share 
Ah,  tear  it  thence,  and  reign  alone, 

The  Lord  of  every  motion  there  ; 
Then  shall  my  heart  from  earth  be  free, 
When  it  hath  found  repose  in  thee. 


DEVOUT    AFFECTIONS. 

5    Each  moment  draw  from  earth  away 
My  heart,  that  lowly  waits  thy  call  ; 

Speak  to  my  inmost  soul,  and  say, 
"  I  am  thy  life,  thy  God,  thy  all !  " 

To  know  thee,  love  thee,  feel  thee  nigh,  — 

Be  this  my  everlasting  joy. 

L.  M.  O  &  0 .  COWPER. 

"  My  soul  thirsteth  for  God." 

i   Dear  fountain  of  delight  unknown, 
No  longer  sink  below  the  brim. 
But  overflow,  and  pour  me  down 
A  living  and  life-giving  stream. 

2   I  want  that  grace  that  springs  from  thee, 
That  quickens  all  things  where  it  flows, 
And  makes  a  wretched  thorn,  like  me, 
Bloom  as  the  myrtle  or  the  rose. 

7  s.  M.  6  1.  O  di  I  .  Montgomery. 

The  Soul  panting  for  God. 

i   As  the  hart,  with  eager  looks, 
Panteth  for  the  water-brooks, 
So  my  soul,  athirst  for  thee, 
Pants  the  living  God  to  see  ; 
When,  O  when,  with  filial  fear, 
Lord,  shall  I  to  thee  draw  near? 

2   Why  art  thou  cast  down,  my  soul  ? 
God,  thy  God,  shall  make  thee  whole : 
Why  art  thou  disquieted  ? 
God  shall  lift  thy  fallen  head, 
And  his  countenance  benign 
Be  the  saving  health  of  thine. 

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DEVOUT    AFFECTIONS. 

CM.  328.  Watts. 

The  humble  Worship  of  Heaven. 

i    Father,  I  long,  I  faint  to  see 
The  place  of  thine  abode  ; 
I  'd  leave  thy  earthly  courts,  and  flee 
Up  to  thy  seat,  my  God. 

2  Here  I  behold  thy  distant  face, 

And  't  is  a  pleasant  sight  ; 
But  to  abide  in  thine  embrace 
Is  infinite  delight. 

3  I  'd  part  with  all  the  joys  of  sense 

To  gaze  upon  thy  throne  ; 
Pleasure  springs  fresh  for  ever  thence, 
Unspeakable,  unknown. 

4  There  all  the  heavenly  hosts  are  seen  ; 

In  shining  ranks  they  move, 
And  drink  immortal  vigor  in 
With  wonder  and  with  love. 

5  Then  at  thy  feet,  with  awful  fear, 

The  adoring  armies  fall  ; 
With  joy  they  shrink  to  nothing  there 
Before  the  Eternal  All. 


CM.  329.  Wesley's  Col. 

The  Promised  Rest. 

Lord,  I  believe  a  rest  remains 

To  all  thy  people  known  ; 
A  rest  where  pure  enjoyment  reigns, 

And  thou  art  loved  alone ; 

B58 


DEVOUT    AFFECTIONS. 

2   A  rest  where  all  our  soul's  desire 
Is  fixed  on  things  above ; 
Where  fear,  and  sin,  and  grief  expire, 
Cast  out  by  perfect  love. 

a   O,  that  I  now  the  rest  might  know, 
Believe,  and  enter  in  ! 
Now,  Father,  now  the  power  bestow, 
And  let  me  cease  from  sin  ! 

4   Remove  all  hardness  from  my  heart, 
All  unbelief  remove  ; 
To  me  the  rest  of  faith  impart, 
The  Sabbath  of  thy  love. 

L.  M.  6  1.  330.  C.Wesley. 

Rejoicing  in  God. 

i    Thou  hidden  source  of  calm  repose, 
Thou  all-sufficient  love  divine, 
My  help  and  refuge  from  my  foes, 
Secure  I  am,  if  thou  art  mine ! 
And,  lo !  from  sin,  and  grief,  and  shame 
I  hide  me,  Father,  in  thy  name. 

2  Father,  my  all  in  all  thou  art, 

My  rest  in  toil,  my  ease  in  pain ; 
The  healing  of  my  broken  heart  j 

In  strife,  my  peace ;  in  loss,  my  gain ; 
My  smile  beneath  the  tyrant's  frown  ; 
In  shame,  my  glory  and  my  crown  ;  — 

3  In  want,  my  plentiful  supply  ; 

In  weakness,  my  almighty  power ; 
In  bonds,  my  perfect  liberty  ; 

My- light  in  evil's  darkest  hour  ; 
In  grief,  my  joy  unspeakable  ; 
My  life  in  death,  my  all  in  all. 


DEVOUT    AFFECTIONS. 

8  &  7  s.  M.  331.  Wesley's  Col. 

The  Love  of  God. 

i   Love  divine,  all  love  excelling,     » 

Joy  of  heaven,  to  earth  come  down ! 
Fix  in  us  thy  humble  dwelling, 

All  thy  faithful  mercies  crown. 
Father  !  thou  art  all  compassion, 

Pure,  unbounded  love  thou  art  ; 
Visit  us  with  thy  salvation, 

Enter  every  longing  heart. 

2   Breathe,  O  breathe  thy  loving  Spirit 

Into  every  troubled  breast ; 
Let  us  all  in  thee  inherit, 

Let  us  find  thy  promised  rest. 
Come,  almighty  to  deliver, 

Let  us  all  thy  life  receive  ; 
Graciously  come  down,  and  never, 

Never  more  thy  temples  leave. 

CM.  00(W.  Doddridge. 

Joy  from  the  Presence  of  God. 

i    Shine  on  our  souls,  eternal  God, 
With  rays  of  beauty  shine  ; 
O,  let  thy  favor  crown  our  days, 
And  all  their  round  be  thine. 

2  Did  we  not  raise  our  hands  to  thee, 

Our  hands  might  toil  in  vain  ; 
Small  joy  success  itself  could  give, 
If  thou  thy  love  restrain. 

3  With  thee  let  every  week  begin ; 

With  thee  each  day  be  spent ; 

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DEVOUT    AFFECTIONS. 

For  thee  each  fleeting  hour  improved, 
Since  each  by  thee  is  lent. 

4    Thus  cheer  us  through  this  desert  road, 
Till  all  our  labors  cease, 
And  heaven  refresh  our  weary  souls 
With  everlasting  peace. 

CM.  OOQ .  Doddridge, 

Seeking  the  Knowledge  of  God. 

i    Shine  forth,  eternal  Source  of  light, 
And  make  thy  glories  known  ; 
Fill  our  enlarged,  adoring  sight 
With  lustre  all  thy  own. 

2  Vain  are  the  charms,  and  faint  the  rays, 

The  brightest  creatures  boast  ; 
And  all  their  grandeur,  and  their  praise, 
Is  in  thy  presence  lost. 

3  To  know  the  Author  of  our  frame 

Is  our  sublimest  skill  ; 
True  science  is  to  read  thy  name, 
True  life,  to  obey  thy  will. 

4  For  this  I  long,  for  this  I  pray, 

And,  following  on,  pursue, 
Till  visions  of  eternal  day 
Fix  and  complete  the  view. 

CM.  334.  COAVPEK. 

Walking  with  God. 

i    O  for  a  closer  walk  with  God, 
A  calm  and  heavenly  frame  ; 


DEVOUT    AFFECTIONS. 

A  light  to  shine  upon  the  road 
That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb  ! 

2  Where  is  the  blessedness  I  knew 

When  first  I  saw  the  Lord? 
Where  is  the  soul-refreshing  view 
Of  Jesus  and  his  word  ? 

3  What  peaceful  hours  I  once  enjoyed ! 

How  sweet  their  memory  still ! 
But  they  have  left  an  aching  void 
The  world  can  never  fill. 

4  Return,  O  holy  Dove,  return, 

Sweet  messenger  of  rest ! 
I  hate  the  sins  that  made  thee  mourn, 
And  drove  thee  from  my  breast. 

5  The  dearest  idol  I  have  known, 

Whate'er  that  idol  be, 
Help  me  to  tear  it  from  thy  throne, 
And  worship  only  thee. 

6  So  shall  my  walk  be  close  with  God, 

Calm  and  serene  my  frame  : 
So  purer  light  shall  mark  the  road 
That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb. 


3,  7,  &4s.  M.  dd 5.  Oliver. 

God  the  Pilgrim's  Guide  and  Strength. 

Guide  me,  O  thou  great  Jehovah, 

Pilgrim  through  this  barren  land  : 
I  am  weak,  but  thou  art  mighty  ; 
Hold  me  with  thy  powerful  hand  : 

Bread  of  heaven, 
Feed  me  till  I  want  no  more, 
sea 


DEVOUT    AFFECTIONS. 

2  Open  now  the  crystal  fountain, 

Whence  the  healing  streams  do  flow ; 
Let  the  fiery,  cloudy  pillar 

Lead  me  all  my  journey  through  : 

Strong  Deliverer, 
Be  thou  still  my  strength  and  shield. 

3  When  I  tread  the  verge  of  Jordan, 

Bid  my  anxious  fears  subside  ; 
Bear  me  through  the  swelling  current ; 
Land  me  safe  on  Canaan's  side  ; 

Songs  of  praises 
I  will  ever  give  to  thee. 

L.  M.  336.  Watts. 

"  Truly  my  soul  waiteth  upon  God." 

i    My  spirit  looks  to  God  alone ; 
My  rock  and  refuge  is  his  throne  j 
In  all  my  fears,  in  all  my  straits, 
My  soul  on  his  salvation  waits. 

2  Trust  him,  ye  saints,  in  all  your  ways, 
Pour  out  your  hearts  before  his  face  ; 
When  helpers  fail,  and  foes  invade, 
God  is  our  all-sufficient  aid. 

3  Once  has  his  awful  voice  declared, 
Once  and  again  my  ears  have  heard, 
"  All  power  is  his  eternal  due  ; 

He  must  be  feared  and  trusted  too." 

4  For  sovereign  power  reigns  not  alone  ; 
Grace  .is  a  partner  of  the  throne  :  • 
Thy  grace  and  justice,  mighty  Lord, 
Shall  well  divide  our  last  reward. 


DEVOUT    AFFECTIONS. 

C.  P.  M.  337 .  Wesley's  Col. 

True  Wisdom. 

i    Be  it  my  only  wisdom  here 

To  serve  the  Lord  with  filial  fear, 

With  loving  gratitude ; 
Superior  sense  may  I  display 
By  shunning  every  evil  way, 

And  walking  in  the  good. 

2    O,  may  I  still  from  sin  depart ! 
A  wise  and  understanding  heart, 

Father,  to  me  be  given ! 
And  let  me  through  thy  Spirit  know 
To  glorify  my  God  below, 
And  find  my  way  to  heaven. 

7  s.  M.  6  1.  OOO.  Newtox. 

The  Child  of  God. 

i    Quiet,  Lord,  my  fro  ward  heart  ; 

Make  me  teachable  and  mild, 
Upright,  simple,  free  from  art ; 

Make  me  as  a  little  child  ; 
From  distrust  and  envy  free, 
Pleased  with  all  that  pleases  thee. 

2  What  thou  shalt  to-day  provide, 

Let  me  as  a  child  receive  ; 
What  to-morrow  may  betide, 

Calmly  to  thy  wisdom  leave  ; 
'T  is  enough  that  thou  wilt  care  ; 
Why  should  I  the  burden  bear  ? 

3  Asa  little  child  relies 

On  a  care  beyond  his  own, 

■r.A 


DEVOUT    AFFECTIONS. 

Knows  he  's  neither  strong  nor  wise, 

Fears  to  stir  a  step  alone,  — 
Let  me  thus  with  thee  abide, 
As  my  Father,  Guard,  and  Guide. 

Thus  preserved  from  Satan's  wiles, 
Safe  from  dangers,  free  from  fears, 

May  I  live  upon  thy  smiles, 
Till  the  promised  hour  appears, 

When  the  sons  of  God  shall  prove 

All  their  Father's  boundless  love. 


L.  M.  339.  Watts. 

Nothing  on  Earth  to  satisfy  the  Desires  of  the  Mi  ml. 

i    I  send  the  joys  of  earth  away ; 

Away,  ye  tempters  of  the  mind, 
False  as  the  smooth,  deceitful  sea, 
And  empty  as  the  whistling  wind. 

2   Your  streams  were  floating  me  along 
Down  to  the  gulf  of  black  despair  ; 
And,  whilst  I  listened  to  your  song, 

Your  streams  had  e'en  conveyed  me  there. 


3 


Lord,  I  adore  thy  matchless  grace, 
That  warned  me  of  that  dark  abyss  ; 

That  drew  me  from  those  treacherous  seas, 
And  bid  me  seek  superior  bliss. 

Now  to  the  shining  realms  above 

I  stretch  my  hands  and  glance  mine  eyes  ; 
O  for  the  pinions  of  a  dove 

To  bear  me  to  the  upper  skies  ! 

23  2*?5 


DEVOUT    AFFECTIONS. 

5    There,  from  the  bosom  of  my  God, 
Oceans  of  endless  pleasures  roll ; 
There  would  I  fix  my  last  abode, 
And  drown  the  sorrows  of  my  soul. 

L.  M.  340.  Rev.  H.  Moor e  . 

Preservation  from  Sin  implored. 

i    Amidst  a  world  of  hopes  and  fears, 
A  wild  of  cares,  and  toils,  and  tears, 
Where  foes  alarm,  and  dangers  threat, 
And  pleasures  kill,  and  glories  cheat  ; 

2  Shed  down,  O  Lord  !  a  heavenly  ray 
To  guide  us  in  the  doubtful  way  ; 
And  o'er  us  hold  thy  shield  of  power, 
To  guard  us  in  the  dangerous  hour. 

3  Teach  us  the  flattering  paths  to  shun, 
-In  which  the  thoughtless  many  run  : 

Who  for  a  shade  the  substance  miss, 
And  grasp  their  ruin  in  their  bliss. 

4  Each  noble  principle  impart  ; 
That  faith  that  sanctifies  the  heart, 
Hope,  that  to  heaven's  high  vault  aspires, 
And  love,  that  warms  with  holy  fires. 

5  Whate'er  is  honest,  pure,  refined, 
Jnst,  generous,  amiable,  and  kind, 
That  may  our  constant  zeal  pursue, 
That  may  we  love  and  practise  too. 

6  May  never  pleasure,  wealth,  or  pride 
Allure  our  wandering  souls  aside  ; 
Nor  tempt  us  from  the  narrow  road, 
Which  leads  to  happiness  and  God. 


DEVOUT    AFFECTIONS. 

L.  M.  o41.  Exeteii  Col. 

Steadfastness  and  Watchfulness  implored. 

i    Great  God  !  my  Father  and  my  Friend, 
On  whom  I  cast  my  constant  care, 
On  whom  for  all  things  I  depend  ! 
To  thee  I  raise  my  humble  prayer. 

2  Endue  me  with  a  holy  fear ; 

The  frailty  of  my  heart  reveal ; 
Sin  and  its  snares  are  always  near  ; 
Thee  may  I  always  nearer  feel. 

3  O  that  to  thee  my  constant  mind 

May  with  a  steady  flame  aspire  ; 
Pride  in  its  earliest  motions  find, 

And  check  the  rise  of  wrong  desire ! 

4  O  that  my  watchful  soul  may  fly 

The  first  perceived  approach  of  sin  ; 
Look  up  to  thee  when  danger  's  nigh, 
And  feel  thy  fear  control  within ! 

5  Search,  gracious  God  !  my  inmost  heart ; 

From  guilt  and  error  set  me  free  ; 
Thy  light,  and  truth,  and  peace  impart, 
And  guide  me  safe  to  heaven  and  thee. 

L.  M.  6  1.  342.  Hebek. 

Seeking  Refuge. 

i    Forth  from  the  dark  and  stormy  sky, 
Lord,  to  thine  altar's  shade  we  fly ; 
Forth  from  the  world,  its  hope  and  fear, 
Father,'  we  seek  thy  shelter  here : 
Weary  and  weak,  thy  grace  we  pray  ; 
Turn  not,  O  Lord,  thy  guests  away. 

LS7 


DEVOUT    AFFECTIONS. 

2   Long  have  we  roamed  in  want  and  pain  ; 
Long  have  we  sought  thy  rest  in  vain ; 
Wildered  in  doubt,  in  darkness  lost. 
Long  have. our  souls  been  tempest-tost : 
Low  at  thy  feet  our  sins  we  lay ; 
Turn  not,-  O  Lord,  thy  guests  away. 

L.  M.  04:0.  Doddridge. 

The  Rest  of  the  grateful  Soul.     Psalm  116. 

i    Return,  my  soul,  and  seek  thy  rest 
Upon  thy  heavenly  Father's  breast : 
Indulge  me,  Lord,  in  that  repose 
The  soul  which  loves  thee  only  knows. 

2  Lodged  in  thine  arms,  I  fear  no  more 
The  tempest's  howl,  the  billows'  roar : 
Those  storms  must  shake  the  Almighty's  seat, 
Which  violate  the  saint's  retreat. 

3  Thy  bounties,  Lord,  to  me  surmount 
The  power  of  language  to  recount  ; 
From  morning  dawn  the  setting  sun 
Sees  but  my  work  of  praise  begun. 

4  Rich  in  ten  thousand  gifts  possessed, 
In  future  hopes  more  richly  blessed, 

I  '11  sit  and  sing,  till  death  shall  raise 
A  note  of  more  proportioned  praise. 

C  M.  344.  Miss  Williams. 

Habitual  Devotion. 

i    While  thee  I  seek,  protecting  Power ! 
Be  my  vain  wishes  stilled  ; 
And  may  this  consecrated  hour 
With  better  hopes  be  filled. 

2G8 


DEVOUT    AFFECTIONS. 

2   Thy  love  the  powers  of  thought  bestowed ; 
To  thee  my  thoughts  would  soar : 
Thy  mercy  o'er  my  life  has  flowed  ; 
That  mercy  I  adore. 

■j    In  each  event  of  life,  how  clear 
Thy  ruling  hand  I  see  ! 
Each  blessing  to  my  soul  more  dear 
Because  conferred  by  thee. 

4  In  every  joy  that  crowns  my  days, 

In  every  pain  I  bear, 
My  heart  shall  find  delight  in  praise, 
Or  seek  relief  in  prayer. 

5  When  gladness  wings  my  favored  hour, 

Thy  love  my  thoughts  shall  fill ; 
Resigned  when  storms  of  sorrow  lower, 
My  soul  shall  meet  thy  will. 

6  My  lifted  eye,  without  a  tear, 

The  gathering  storm  shall  see  ; 
My  steadfast  heart  shall  know  no  fear ;  — 
That  heart  shall  rest  on  thee  ! 


7  s.  M.  345.  Wesleyan. 

"  Ye  are  the  temple  of  God." 

Light  of  life,  seraphic  fire ! 

Love  divine,  thyself  impart : 
Every  fainting  soul  inspire  ; 

Enter  every  drooping  heart : 
Every  mournful  sinner  cheer, 

Scatter  all  our  guilty  gloom  ; 
Father,  in  thy  grace  appear, 

To  thy  human  temples  come. 

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DEVOUT    AFFECTIONS. 

2   Come  in  this  accepted  hour, 

Bring  thy  heavenly  kingdom  in ; 
Fill  us  with  thy  glorious  power, 

Rooting  out  the  seeds  of  sin  : 
Nothing  more  can  we  require, 

We  will  covet  nothing  less : 
Be  thou  all  our  heart's  desire, 

All  our  joy,  and  all  our  peace. 

L.  M.  346.  Watts. 

A  Sight  of  God  mortifies  us  to  the  World. 

i    Up  to  the  fields  where  angels  lie, 
And  living  waters  gently  roll, 
Fain  would  my  thoughts  leap  out  and  rly, 
But  sin  hangs  heavy  on  my  soul. 

2  Had  I  a  glance  of  thee,  my  God, 

Kingdoms  and  men  would  vanish  soon,  - 
Vanish,  as  though  I  saw  them  not, 
As  a  dim  candle  dies  at  noon. 

3  Then  they  might  fight,  and  rage,  and  rave 

I  should  perceive  the  noise  no  more 
Than  we  can  hear  a  shaking  leaf, 
While  rattling  thunders  round  us  roar. 

4  Great  All  in  All,  Eternal  King, 

Let  me  but  view  thy  lovely  face, 
And  all  my  powers  shall  bow,  and  sing 
Thine  endless  grandeur  and  thy  grace. 

CM.  347.  Watts. 

Breathing  after  Holiness.     Psalm  119. 

i    O  that  the  Lord  would  guide  my  ways 
To  keep  his  statutes  still ! 

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DEVOUT    AFFECTIONS. 

O  that  my  God  would  grant  me  grace 
To  know  and  do  his  will ! 

2  O,  send  thy  Spirit  down  to  write 

Thy  law  upon  my  heart ! 
Nor  let  my  tongue  indulge  deceit, 
Nor  act  the  liar's  part. 

3  From  vanity  turn  off  my  eyes  ; 

Let  no  corrupt  design 
Nor  covetous  desires  arise 
Within  this  soul  of  mine. 

4  Order  my  footsteps  by  thy  word, 

And  make  my  heart  sincere  ; 
Let  sin  have  no  dominion,  Lord, 
But  keep  my  conscience  clear. 

5  Make  me  to  walk  in  thy  commands  ; 

'T  is  a  delightful  road  ; 
Nor  let  my  head,  or  heart,  or  hands 
Offend  against  my  God. 

S.  M.  348.  Wesleyan. 

For  a  holy  Heart. 

i     Great  Source  of  life  and  light, 
Thy  heavenly  grace  impart, 
And  by  thy  holy  spirit  write 
Thy  law  upon  my  heart  : 
My  soul  would  cleave  to  thee  ; 
Let  naught  my  purpose  move  ; 
O,  let  my  faith  more  steadfast  be, 
And  more  intense  my  love  ! 

2     Imbue  my  constant  mind 
With  deep  humility, 

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DEVOUT    AFFECTIONS. 

And  let  an  ardent  zeal  be  joined 

With  perfect  charity ; 

That  grace  to  me  impart, 

With  meekness  to  reprove, 
To  hate  the  sin  with  all  my  heart, 

And  still  the  sinner  love. 

3      Long  as  my  trials  last, 

Long  as  the  cross  I  bear, 
O,  let  my  soul  on  thee  be  cast 

In  confidence  and  prayer  ! 

Conduct  me  to  the  shore 

Of  everlasting  peace, 
Where  storm  and  tempest  rise  no  more, 

Where  sin  and  sorrow  cease. 

CM.  349.  Wesleya*. 

For  Purity  of  Heart. 

O  for  a  heart  to  praise  my  God, 

A  heart  from  sin  set  free ; 
A  heart  that  always  feels  how  good 

Thou,  Lord,  hast  been  to  me. 

O  for  a  humble,  contrite  heart, 

Believing,  true,  and  clean, 
Which  neither  life  nor  death  can  part 

From  him  who  dwells  within ;  — 

A  heart  in  every  thought  renewed, 

And  full  of  love  divine, 
Perfect,  and  right,  and  pure,  and  good, 

Conformed,  O  Lord,  to  thine. 

Thy  temper,  gracious  Lord,  impart  ; 

Come  quickly  from  above  ; 
O,  write  thy  name  upon  my  heart  ; 

Thy  name,  O  God,  is  love. 

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DEVOUT    AFFECTIONS. 

7  s.  M.  Oi)U.  Mekrick. 

Seeking  a  clean  Heart.     Psalm  19. 

i    Blest  Instructer,  from  thy  ways 
Who  can  tell  how  oft  he  strays  ? 
Purge  me  from  the  guilt  that  lies 
Wrapped  within  my  heart's  disguise. 

2   Let  my  tongue,  from  error  free, 
Speak  the  words  approved  by  thee  ; 
To  thy  all-observing  eyes 
Let  my  thoughts  accepted  rise. 

a   While  I  thus  thy  name  adore, 
And  thy  healing  grace  implore, 
Blest  Redeemer,  bow  thine  ear ; 
God,  my  strength,  propitious  hear. 


L.  M.  6  1.  351. 

"  My  soul  panteth  after  thee,  O  God." 

As,  panting  in  the  sultry  beams, 
The  hart  desires  the  cooling  streams, 
So  to  thy  presence,  Lord,  I  flee, 
So  longs  my  soul,  O  God,  for  thee  ; 
Athirst  to  taste  thy  living  grace, 
And  see  thy  glory,  face  to  face. 

Ah,  why,  by  passing  clouds  oppressed, 
Should  vexing  thoughts  distract  thy  breast  ? 
Turn,  turn  to  Him,  in  every  pain, 
Whom  suppliants  never  sought  in  vain  ; 
Thy  strength  in  joy's  ecstatic  day, 
Thy  hope  when  joy  has  passed  away. 

273 


DEVOUT    AFFECTIONS. 
L.    M.  Ol)fW.  DODDRIDGE. 

Koi  Inward  Purity. 

i    RetuRxV,  my  roving  heart,  return, 

And  chase  these  shadowy  forms  no  more  ; 
Seek  out  some  solitude  to  mourn, 
And  thy  forsaken  God  implore. 

2  And  thou,  my  God,  whose  piercing  eye 

Distinct  surveys  each  deep  recess, 
In  these  abstracted  hoars  draw  nigh, 
And  with  thy  presence  fill  the  place. 

3  Through  all  the  mazes  of  my  heart, 

My  search  let  heavenly  wisdom  guide  ; 
And  still  its  radiant  beams  impart, 
Till  all  be  searched  and  purified. 

4  Then,  with  the  visits  of  thy  love, 

Vouchsafe  my  inmost  soul  to  cheer ; 
Till  every  grace  shall  join  to  prove 

That  God  hath  fixed  his  dwelling  there. 


S.  M.  353.  Watts. 

Heavenly  Joy  on  Earth. 

Come,  we  that  love  the  Lord, 
And  let  our  joys  be  known  ; 
Join  in  a  song  with  sweet  accord, 
And  thus  surround  the  throne. 

Let  those  refuse  to  sing, 
That  never  knew  our  God  ; 
But  favorites  of  the  heavenly  King 
May  speak  their  joys  abroad. 


DEVOUT    AFFECTIONS. 

3  This  awful  God  is  ours, 
Our  Father  and  our  love ; 

He  shall  send  down  his  heavenly  powers 
To  carry  us  above. 

4  There  shall  we  see  his  face, 
And  never,  never  sin,  — 

There,  from  the  rivers  of  his  grace, 
Drink  endless  pleasures  in. 

5  Yes,  and  before  we  rise 
To  that  immortal  state, 

The  thoughts  of  such  amazing  bliss 
Should  constant  joys  create. 

e      The  men  of  grace  have  found 
Glory  begun  below ; 
Celestial  fruits  on  earthly  ground 
From  faith  and  hope  may  grow. 

t      Then  let  our  songs  abound, 
And  every  tear  be  dry ; 
We  're  marching  through  ImmanuePs  ground 
To  fairer  worlds  on  high. 

S.  M.  354.  Mrs.  Steele. 

God  our  Constant  Benefactor. 

i      My  Maker  and  my  King  ! 
To  thee  my  all  I  owe : 
Thy  sovereign  bounty  is  the  spring 
Whence  all  my  blessings  flow. 

2      Thou  ever  good  and  kind  ! 
A  thousand  reasons  move, 
A  thousand  obligations  bind, 
My  heart  to  grateful  love. 


DEVOUT    AFFECTIONS. 

3  The  creature  of  thy  hand, 
On  thee  alone  I  live  : 

My  God,  thy  benefits  demand 
More  praise  than  tongue  can  give. 

4  O,  let  thy  grace  inspire 

My  soul  with  strength  divine  ; 
Let  all  my  powers  to  thee  aspire, 
And  all  my  days  be  thine. 

CM.  O'OD.  Doddridge. 

Sincere  Love  to  Christ. 

i    Do  not  I  love  thee,  O  my  Lord  ? 
Behold  my  heart,  and  see  ; 
And  turn  each  cursed  idol  out, 
That  dares  to  rival  thee. 

2  Is  not  thy  name  melodious  still 

To  mine  attentive  ear  ? 
Doth  not  each  pulse  with  pleasure  bound 
My  Saviour's  voice  to  hear  ? 

3  Hast  thou  a  lamb,  in  all  thy  flock, 

I  would  disdain  to  feed  ? 
Hast  thou  a  foe,  before  whose  face 
I  fear  thy  cause  to  plead  ? 

4  Would  not  my  heart  pour  forth  its  blood 

In  honor  of  thy  name, 
And  challenge  the  cold  hand  of  death 
To  damp  the  immortal  flame  ? 

5  Thou  know'st  I  love  thee,  dearest  Lord; 

But,  O,  I  long  to  soar 
Far  from  the  sphere  of  mortal  joys. 
And  learn  to  love  thee  more. 


DEVOUT    AFFECTIONS. 

CM.  356.  Proud. 

The  Happiness  of  a  Christian. 

i    When  true  religion  gains  a  place, 
And  lives  within  the  mind, 
The  sensual  life  subdued  by  grace, 
And  all  the  soul  refined ;  — 

2  The  desert  blooms  in  living  green, 

Where  thorns  and  briers  grew  ; 
The  barren  waste  is  fruitful  seen, 
And  all  the  prospect  new. 

3  The  storms  of  rugged  winter  cease, 

The  frozen  flowers  revive  ; 
Spring  blooms  without,  within  is  peace, 
All  nature  seems  alive. 

4  O  happy  Christian,  richly  blessed  ! 

What  floods  of  pleasure  roll ! 
By  God  and  man  he  stands  confessed, 
In  dignity  of  soul. 

5  Substantial,  pure,  his  every  joy: 

His  Maker  is  his  friend  ; 
The  noblest  business  his  employ, 
And  happiness  his  end. 

CM.  357.  J.  Newton. 

Hidden  Strength  of  the  Christian. 

i    Rejoice,  believer  in  the  Lord, 

Who  makes  your  cause  his  own  ; 
The  hope  that  's  built  upon  his  word 
Can  ne'er  be  overthrown. 


DEVOUT    AFFECTIONS. 

2  Though  many  foes  beset  your  road, 

And  feeble  is  your  arm, 
Your  life  is  hid  with  Christ  in  God, 
Beyond  the  reach  of  harm. 

3  Weak  as  you  are,  you  shall  not  faint, 

Or,  fainting,  shall  not  die  ; 
For  God,  the  strength  of  every  saint, 
Will  aid  you  from  on  high. 

4  Though  sometimes  unperceived  by  sense, 

Faith  sees  him  always  near, 
A  Guide,  a  Glory,  a  Defence ; 
Then  what  have  you  to  fear  ? 

5  As  surely  as  Christ  overcame, 

And  triumphed  once  for  you, 
So  surely  you  that  love  his  name 
Shall  triumph  in  him  too. 


CM.  358.  Watts. 

The  hidden  Life  of  a  Christian. 

i    O  happy  soul  that  lives  on  high, 
While  men  lie  grovelling  here  ! 
His  hopes  are  fixed  above  the  sky, 
And  faith  forbids  his  fear. 

2  His  conscience  knows  no  secret  stings, 

While  grace  and  joy  combine 
To  form  a  life  whose  holy  springs 
Are  hidden  and  divine. 

3  He  waits  in  secret  on  his  God, 

His  God  in  secret  sees; 

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DEVOUT    AFFECTIONS. 

Let  earth  be  all  in  arms  abroad, 
He  dwells  in  heavenly  peace. 

4  His  pleasures  rise  from  things  unseen, 

Beyond  this  world  and  time, 
Where  neither  eyes  nor  ears  have  been, 
Nor  thoughts  of  mortals  climb. 

5  He  wants  no  pomp  nor  royal  throne 

To  raise  his  figure  here, 
Content  and  pleased  to  live  unknown, 
Till  Christ,  his  Life,  appear. 

6  He  looks  to  heaven's  eternal  hills, 

To  meet  that  glorious  day  ; 
Dear  Lord,  how  slow  thy  chariot- wheels ! 
How  long  is  thy  delay ! 

CM.  O  0  t)  .  DODDKIDGE. 

Having  the  Son,  and  having  Life  in  him. 

i   O  happy  Christian,  who  can  boast, 
"The  Son  of  God  is  mine  !  " 
Happy,  though  humbled  in  the  dust, 
Rich  in  this  gift  divine. 

2  He  lives  the  life  of  heaven  below, 

And  shall  for  ever  live  ; 
Eternal  streams  from  Christ  shall  flow, 
And  endless  vigor  give. 

3  That  life  we  ask  with  bended  knee, 

Nor  will  the  Lord  deny ; 
Nor  will  celestial  mercy  see 
Its  humble  suppliants  die. 

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3 


DEVOUT    AFFECTIONS. 

L.  M.  O  0  U .  Doddridge. 

Christ's  Service. 

My  gracious  Lord,  I  own  thy  right 

To  every  service  I  can  pay, 
And  call  it  my  supreme  delight 

To  hear  thy  dictates  and  obey. 

What  is  my  being,  but  for  thee, 
Its  sure  support,  its  noblest  end  ? 

Thy  ever-smiling  face  to  see, 

And  serve  the  cause  of  such  a  Friend  ? 

I  would  not  breathe  for  worldly  joy, 
Or  to  increase  my  worldly  good ; 

Nor  future  days  or  powers  employ 
To  spread  a  sounding  name  abroad. 

4    Thy  work  my  hoary  age  shall  bless, 
When  youthful  vigor  is  no  more, 
And  my  last  hour  of  life  confess 
Thy  love  hath  animating  power. 


C.  M.  361.  Watts. 

Aspiration  after  Holiness.     Psalm  119. 

i    My  soul  lies  cleaving  to  the  dust  : 
Lord,  give  me  life  divine  ! 
From  vain  desires,  and  every  lust, 
Turn  off  these  eyes  of  mine. 

2   I  need  the  influence  of  thy  grace 
To  speed  me  in  thy  way, 
Lest  I  should  loiter  in  my  race, 
Or  turn  my  feet  astray. 


DEVOUT    AFFECTIONS. 

3  When  sore  afflictions  press  me  down, 

I  need  thy  quickening  powers  ; 
Thy  word,  that  I  have  rested  on, 
Shall  help  my  heaviest  hours. 

4  Are  not  thy  mercies  sovereign  still  ? 

An4  thou  a  faithful  God  ? 
Wilt  thou  not  grant  me  warmer  zeal 
To  run  the  heavenly  road  ? 

5  Does  not  my  heart  thy  precepts  love, 

And  long  to  see  thy  face  ? 
And  yet  how  slow  my  spirits  move 
Without  enlivening  grace  ! 

6  Then  shall  I  love  thy  gospel  more, 

And  ne'er  forget  thy  word, 
When  I  have  felt  its  quickening  power, 
To  draw  me  near  the  Lord. 


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CHRISTIAN   PRINCIPLES    AND    SENTI- 
MENTS. 

C.  M.  362.  Watts. 

Faith  of  Things  unseen. 

i    Faith  is  the  brightest  evidence 
Of  things  beyond  our  sight,  — 
Breaks  through  the  clouds  of  flesh  and  sense. 
And  dwells  in  heavenly  light. 

2  It  sets  times  past  in  present  view, 

Brings  distant  prospects  home, 
Of  things  a  thousand  years  ago, 
Or  thousand  years  to  come. 

3  By  faith  we  know  the  worlds  were  made 

By  God's  almighty  word  ; 
Abram,  to  unknown  countries  led, 
By  faith  obeyed  the  Lord. 

4  He  sought  a  city  fair  and  high, 

Built  by  the  eternal  hands ; 
And  faith  assures  us,  though  we  die, 
That  heavenly  building  stands. 


CM.  363.  Turner. 

The  Power  of  Faith. 

Faith  adds  new  charms  to  earthly  bliss, 
And  saves  us  from  its  snares  ; 

Its  aid  in  every  duty  brings, 
And  softens  all  our  cares  ;  — 


CHRISTIAN    PRINCIPLES    AND    SENTIMENTS. 

2  Extinguishes  the  thirst  of  sin. 

And  lights  the  sacred  fire 
Of  love  to  God  and  heavenly  things, 
And  feeds  the  pure  desire. 

3  The  wounded  conscience  knows  its  power 

The  healing  balm  to  give  ; 
That  balm  the  saddest  heart  can  cheer, 
And  make  the  dying  live. 

4  Wide  it  unveils  celestial  worlds, 

Where  deathless  pleasures  reign  ; 
And  bids  us  seek  our  portion  there, 
Nor  bids  us  seek  in  vain. 

5  On  that  bright  prospect  may  we  rest, 

Till  this  frail  body  dies  ; 
And  then,  on  faith's  triumphant  wings, 
To  endless  glory  rise. 

L.  M.  364.  Watts. 

"We  walk  by  faith,  not  by  sight." 

i    'T  is  by  the  faith  of  joys  to  come 

We  walk  through  deserts  dark  as  night ; 
Till  we  arrive  at  heaven,  our  home, 
Faith  is  our  guide,  and  Faith  our  light. 

2  The  want  of  sight  she  well  supplies  ; 

She  makes  the  pearly  gates  appear  ; 
Far  into  distant  worlds  she  pries, 
And  brings  eternal  glories  near. 

3  Cheerful  we  tread  the  desert  through, 

While  faith  inspires  a  heavenly  ray  j 
Though  lions  roar,  and  tempests  blow, 
And  rocks  and  dangers  fill  the  way. 

•2?3 


CHRISTIAN    PRINCIPLES    AND    SENTIMENTS. 

4   So  Abraham,  by  divine  command, 

Left  his  own  house  to  walk  with  God 
His  faith  beheld  the  promised  land, 
And  fired  his  zeal  along  the  road. 

CM.  365.  Wbefobd. 

For  Increase  of  Faith. 

i    Lord,  I  believe ;  thy  power  I  own, 
Thy  word  I  would  obey ; 
I  wander  comfortless  and  lone, 
When  from  thy  truth  I  stray. 

2  Lord,  I  believe  ;  but  gloomy  fears 

Sometimes  bedim  my  sight ; 
I  look  to  thee  with  prayers  and  tears, 
And  cry  for  strength  and  light. 

3  Lord,  I  believe  ;  but  thou  dost  know 

My  faith  is  cold  and  weak  ; 
Pity  my  frailty,  and  bestow 
The  confidence  I  seek. 

4  Yes,  I  believe  ;  and  only  thou 

Canst  give  my  soul  relief  ; 
Lord,  to  thy  truth  my  spirit  bow ! 
Help  thou  my  unbelief! 


CM.  366.  Bath  Col. 

Prayer  for  strong  Faith. 

O  for  a  faith  that  will  not  shrink, 
Though  pressed  by  every  foe, 

That  will  not  tremble  on  the  brink 
Of  any  earthly  woe ;  — 


CHRISTIAN    PRINCIPLES    AND    SENTIMENTS. 

2  That  will  not  murmur  nor  complain 

Beneath  the  chastening  rod, 

But,  in  the  hour  of  grief  or  pain, 

Will  lean  upon  its  God ;  — 

3  A  faith  that  shines  more  bright  and  clear 

When  tempests  rage  without ; 
That  when  in  danger  knows  no  fear, 
In  darkness  feels  no  doubt ;  — 

4  That  bears  unmoved  the  world's  dread  frown, 

Nor  heeds  its  scornful  smile  ; 
That  seas  of  trouble  cannot  drown, 
Nor  Satan's  arts  beguile  ;  — 

5  A  faith  that  keeps  the  narrow  way- 

Till  life's  last  hour  is  fled, 
And  with  a  pure  and  heavenly  ray- 
Lights  up  a  dying  bed. 

6  Lord,  give  us  such  a  faith  as  this, 

And  then,  whate'er  may  come, 
We  '11  taste  e'en  here  the  hallowed  bliss 
Of  an  eternal  home. 


7  &  6  s.  M.  367.  Cowfeb. 

Joy  and  Peace  in  believing. 

Sometimes  a  light  surprises 

The  Christian  while  he  sings ; 
It  is  the  Lord,  who  rises 

Witli  healing  on  his  wings : 
When  comforts  are  declining, 

He  grants  the  soul  again 
A  season  of  clear  shining, 

To  cheer  it  after  rain. 

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CHRISTIAN    PRINCIPLES    AND    SENTIMENTS. 

In  holy  contemplation, 

We  sweetly  then  pursue 
The  theme  of  God's  salvation, 

And  find  it  ever  new  ; 
Set  free  from  present  sorrow, 

We  cheerfully  can  say, 
"  E'en  let  the  unknown  to-morrow 

Bring  with  it  what  it  may ! 

"  It  can  bring  with  it  nothing 

But  he  will  bear  us  through  ; 
Who  gives  the  lilies  clothing 

Will  clothe  his  people  too  ; 
Beneath  the  spreading  heavens 

No  creature  but  is  fed  ; 
And  he  who  feeds  the  ravens 

Will  give  his  children  bread. 

"  Though  vine  nor  fig-tree  neither 

Their  wonted  fruit  shall  bear, 
Though  all  the  field  should  wither, 

Nor  flocks  nor  herds  be  there, 
Yet,  God  the  same  abiding, 

His  praise  shall  tune  my  voice  ; 
For,  while  in  him  confiding, 

I  cannot  but  rejoice." 

CM.  368.  Watts. 

A  living  Faith. 

Mistaken  souls,  that  dream  of  heaven, 
And  make  their  empty  boast 

Of  inward  joys,  and  sins  forgiven, 
While  they  are  slaves  to  lust ! 


CHRISTIAN    PRINCIPLES    AND    SENTIMENTS. 

2  Vain  are  our  fancy's  airy  flights, 

If  faith  be  cold  and  dead  ; 
None  but  a  living  power  unites 
To  Christ,  the  living  Head. 

3  'T  is  faith  that  changes  all  the  heart  ; 

'T  is  faith  that  works  by  love, 
That  bids  all  sinful  joys  depart, 
And  lifts  the  thoughts  above. 

4  'T  is  faith  that  conquers  earth  and  hell 

By  a  celestial  power  ; 
This  is  the  grace  that  shall  prevail 
In  the  decisive  hour. 

L.  M.  369.  Cowpek. 

A  living  and  a  dead  Faith. 

i    The  Lord  receives  his  highest  praise 

From  humble  minds  and  hearts  sincere 
While  all  the  loud  professor  says 
Offends  the  righteous  Judge's  ear. 

2  To  walk  as  children  of  the  day, 

To  mark  the  precepts'  holy  light, 
To  wage  the  warfare,  watch  and  pray, 
Show  who  are  pleasing  in  his  sight. 

3  With  golden  bells,  the  priestly  vest, 

And  rich  pomegranates,  bordered  round, 
The  need  of  holiness  expressed, 

And  called  for  fruit  as  well  as  sound. 

4  Easy  indeed  it  were  to  reach 

A  mansion  in  the  courts  above, 
If  swelling  words  and  fluent  speech 
Might  serve  instead  of  faith  and  love. 


CHRISTIAN    PRINCIPLES    AND    SENTIMENTS. 

But  none  shall  gain  the  blissful  place, 
Or  God's  unclouded  glory  see, 

Who  talks  of  free  and  sovereign  grace, 
Unless  that  grace  has  made  him  free. 


L.  M.  O  /  (J .  Dbvmhokd. 

"  Faith  without  works  is  dead." 

i    As  body  when  the  soul  has  fled, 
As  barren  trees,  decayed  and  dead, 
Is  faith,  —  a  hopeless,  lifeless  thing, 
If  not  of  righteous  deeds  the  spring. 

9   One  cup  of  healing  oil  and  wine, 
One  tear-drop  shed  on  mercy's  shrine, 
Is  thrice  more  grateful,  Lord,  to  thee, 
Than  lifted  eye  or  bended  knee. 

3  To  doers  only  of  the  word, 
Propitious  is  the  righteous  Lord ; 

He  hears  their  cries,  accepts  their  prayers, 
And  heals  their  wounds,  and  soothes  their  cares. 

4  In  true  and  genuine  faith  we  trace 
The  source  of  every  Christian  grace ; 
Within  the  pious  breast  it  plays, 

A  living  fount  of  joy  and  praise. 

5  Kind  deeds  of  peace  and  love  betray 
Where'er  it  winds  its  secret  way  ; 

But  where  these  spring  not,  rich  and  fair, 
The  fount  has  never  wandered  there. 


CHRISTIAN    PRINCIPLES    AND    SENTIMENTS. 
S.  M.  O  /  1 .  Beddome. 

Christian  Unity. 

i      Let  party  names  no  more 

The  Christian  world  o'erspread ; 
Gentile  and  Jew,  and  bond  and  free, 
Are  one  in  Christ,  their  Head. 

2  Among  the  saints  on  earth, 
Let  mutual  love  be  found  ; 

Heirs  of  the  same  inheritance, 
With  mutual  blessings  crowned. 

3  Let  envy  and  ill-will 
Be  banished  far  away  ; 

Those  should  in  strictest  friendship  dwell 
Who  the  same  Lord  obey. 

4  Thus  will  the  church  below 
Resemble  that  above, 

Where  streams  of  pleasure  ever  flow, 
And  every  heart  is  love. 

P.  M.  O  i  (Z .  Anonymous. 

God  is  Love- 

i    I  cannot  always  trace  the  way 

Where  thou,  Almighty  One,  dost  move, 
But  I  can  always,  always  say, 
That  God  is  love. 

2   When  fear  her  chilling  mantle  throws 
O'er  earth,  my  soul  to  heaven  above, 
As  to  her  native  home,  upsprings, 
For  God  is  love. 

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CHRISTIAN    PRINCIPLES    AND    SENTIMENTS. 

3  When  mystery  clouds  my  darkened  path, 

I  '11  check  my  dread,  my  doubts  reprove  ; 
In  this  my  soul  sweet  comfort  hath, 
That  God  is  love. 

4  Yes,  God  is  love  ;  —  a  thought  like  this 

Can  every  gloomy  thought  remove, 
And  turn  all  tears,  all  woes,  to  bliss, 
For  God  is  love. 


CM.  373.  Watts. 

Love  to  God. 

i    Happy  the  heart  where  graces  reign, 
Where  love  inspires  the  breast ; 
Love  is  the  brightest  of  the  train, 
And  strengthens  all  the  rest. 

2  Knowledge,  alas  !  't  is  all  in  vain, 

And  all  in  vain  our  fear  ; 
Our  stubborn  sins  will  fight  and  reign, 
If  love  be  absent  there. 

3  This  is  the  grace  that  lives  and  sings 

When  faith  and  hope  shall  cease  ; 
'T  is  this  shall  strike  our  joyful  strings 
In  the  sweet  realms  of  bliss. 

4  Before  we  quite  forsake  our  clay, 

Or  leave  this  dark  abode, 
The  wings  of  love  bear  us  away 
To  see  our  smiling  God. 


CHRISTIAN    PRINCIPLES    AND    SENTIMENTS. 

CM.  O  7  4 .  Watts. 

God  my  only  Happiness.     Psalm  73. 

i    My  God,  my  Portion,  and  my  Love, 
My  everlasting  All, 
I  've  none  but  thee  in  heaven  above, 
Or  on  this  earthly  ball. 

2  In  vain  the  bright,  the  burning  sun 

Scatters  his  feeble  light  ; 
'T  is  thy  sweet  beams  create  my  noon; 
If  thou  withdraw,  't  is  night. 

3  And  whilst,  upon  my  restless  bed, 

Amongst  the  shades  I  roll, 
If  my  Redeemer  shows  his  head, 
?T  is  morning  with  my  soul. 

4  To  thee  we  owe  our  wealth  and  friends, 

And  health  and  safe  abode ; 
Thanks  to  thy  name  for  meaner  things, 
But  they  are  not  my  God. 

5  Were  I  possessor  of  the  earth, 

And  called  the  stars  my  own, 
Without  thy  graces  and  thyself 
I  were  a  wretch  undone. 

6  Let  others  stretch  their  arms  like  seas, 

And  grasp  in  all  the  shore,  — 
Grant  me  the  visits  of  thy  face, 
And  I  desire  no  more. 


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L.  M.  375.  Watts. 

Love  to  God  and  our  Neighbour. 

i    Thus  saith  the  first,  the  great  command,  - 
"  Let  all  thy  inward  powers  unite 
To  love  thy  Maker  and  thy  God 
With  utmost  vigor  and  delight. 

2  "  Then  shall  thy  neighbour  next  in  place 

Share  thine  affections  and  esteem  ; 
And  let  thy  kindness  to  thyself 
Measure  and  rule  thy  love  to  him." 

3  This  is  the  sense  that  Moses  spoke ; 

This  did  the  prophets  preach  and  prove 
For  want  of  this  the  law  is  broke, 

And  the  whole  law  's  fulfilled  by  love. 

4  But,  O,  how  base  our  passions  are ! 

How  cold  our  charity  and  zeal ! 
Lord,  fill  our  souls  with  heavenly  fire, 
Or  we  shall  ne'er  perform  thy  will. 

L.  M.  3  7  6  .  Browne. 

f.o ve  to  all  Mankind. 

i    O  God,  my  Father  and  my  King, 
Of  all  I  have,  or  hope,  the  spring ! 
Send  down  thy  spirit  from  above, 
And  fill  my  heart  with  heavenly  love. 

g    May  I  from  every  act  abstain, 
That  hurts  or  gives  another  pain  ; 
And  bear  a  sympathizing  part, 
Whene'er  I  meet  a  wounded  heart. 

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CHRISTIAN    PRINCIPLES    AND    SENTIMENTS. 

3  And  let  my  neighbour's  prosperous  state 
A  mutual  joy  in  me  create  ; 

His  virtuous  triumph  let  me  join ; 
His  peace  and  happiness  be  mine. 

4  And  though  my  neighbour's  hate  I  prove, 
Still  let  me  vanquish  hate  with  love, 
And  every  secret  wish  suppress, 

That  would  abridge  his  happiness. 

5  Let  love  through  ail  my  conduct  shine, 
An  image  fair,  though  faint,  of  thine ; 
Thus  let  me  his  disciple  prove, 

Who  came  to  manifest  thy  love. 


Q  n  n  C  Prince's  N.  E.  Vers. 

S.  M.  O  (  (  .  \  of  Psalms. 

Brotherly  Love.     Psalm  133. 

Behold,  how  good  it  is, 
And  what  a  joy  to  see, 
When  brethren  with  each  other  dwell 
In  love  and  unity  ! 

'T  is  like  the  precious  oil 
They  poured  on  Aaron's  head, 
Which  down  his  hair  and  garment  flowed, 
And  fragrant  odors  spread. 

Or  as  refreshing  dew 
On  Hermon's  mount  distils  ; 
Or  like  the  pearly  drops  that  shine 
On  Z ion's  joyful  hills. 

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CHRISTIAN    PRINCIPLES  AND    SENTIMENTS. 

4      For  there  the  Lord  commands, 
And  doth  his  blessing  give,  — 
The  foretaste  of  that  blessedness 
Which  shall  for  ever  live. 

CM.  378. 

Humility,  Tenderness,  and  Sympathy. 

i    Thou  great  and  sacred  Lord  of  all ! 
Of  life  the  only  spring  ; 
Of  all  on  earth,  and  all  in  heaven, 
The  wise  and  righteous  King ; 

2  Drive  from  the  confines  of  my  heart 

All  stubbornness  and  pride  ; 
Nor  let  me  in  the  dangerous  scenes, 
That  sinners  choose,  abide. 

3  Whate'er  thine  all-discerning  eye 

Sees  for  thy  creature  fit, 
I  bless  the  good,  and  to  the  ill 
Contentedly  submit. 

4  Nor  brooding  spleen,  nor  fell  revenge, 

Be  to  my  bosom  known; 
Tears  may  I  find  for  others'  woe, 
And  patience  for  my  own. 

5  Feed  me  with  necessary  food, 

I  ask  not  wealth  or  fame  ; 
But  give  me  eyes  to  view  thy  works, 
A  heart  to  praise  thy  name. 

6  Serenely  may  my  days  move  on, 

Without  remorse  or  care  ; 
And  may  I  for  the  parting  hour 
In  every  hour  prepare. 

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CM.  379.  Watts. 

Charity. 

i    Let  Pharisees  of  high  esteem 

Their  faith  and  zeal  declare,  — 
All  their  religion  is  a  dream, 
If  love  be  wanting  there. 

2  Love  suffers  long  with  patient  eye, 

Nor  is  provoked  in  haste  ; 

She  lets  the  present  injury  die. 

And  long  forgets  the  past. 

3  She  nor  desires  nor  seeks  to  know 

The  scandals  of  the  time  ; 
Nor  looks  with  pride  on  those  below, 
Nor  envies  those  that  climb. 

4  Love  is  the  grace  that  keeps  her  power 

In  all  the  realms  above ; 
There  faith  and  hope  are  known  no  more, 
But  saints  for  ever  love. 


6&8s.  OOU.  Montgomery. 

Brotherly  Love.     Psalm  133. 

i     How  beautiful  the  sight 

Of  brethren  who  agree 
In  friendship  to  unite, 

And  bonds  of  charity  ! 
'T  is  like  the  precious  ointment  shed 
O'er  all  his  robes  from  Aaron's  head. 

2    'T  is  like  the  dews  that  fill 

The  cup  of  Hermon's  flowers ; 


CHRISTIAN    PRINCIPLES    AND    SENTIMENTS. 

Or  Zion's  fruitful  hill, 


Bright  with  the  drops  of  showers 
When  mingling  odors  breathe  around, 
And  glory  rests  on  all  the  ground. 

3     For  there  the  Lord  commands 
Blessings,  a  boundless  store, 
From  his  unsparing  hands, 
Yea,  life  for  evermore. 

Thrice  happy  they  who  meet  above, 

To  spend  eternity  in  love ! 


L.  M.  O  O  J. .  Browne. 

The  Properties  of  Christian  Charity. 

i    Let  men  of  high  conceit  and  zeal 

Their  fervor  and  their  faith  proclaim ; 
If  charity  be  wanting  still, 

The  rest  is  but  a  sounding  name. 

2  Patient  and  meek,  she  suffers  long, 

And  slowly  her  resentments  rise  ; 
Soon  she  forgets  the  greatest  wrong, 
And  rage  retires,  and  malice  dies. 

3  She  envies  none  their  better  state, 

But  makes  her  neighbour's  bliss  her  own ; 
Nor  vaunts  herself  with  mind  elate, 
But  still  a  modest  air  puts  on. 

4  This  is  the  grace  that  reigns  on  high, 

And  brightly  will  for  ever  burn, 
When  hope  shall  in  fruition  die, 
And  faith  to  sight  triumphant  turn. 


CHRISTIAN    PRINCIPLES    AND    SENTIMENTS. 

CM.  OOrw.  Peabody. 

For  a  Charitable  Occasion. 

i    Who  is  thy  neighbour?     He  whom  thou 
Hast  power  to  aid  or  bless ; 
Whose  aching  heart  or  burning  brow 
Thy  soothing  hand  may  press. 

a   Thy  neighbour?     'T  is  the  fainting  poor, 
Whose  eye  with  want  is  dim  ; 
O,  enter  thou  his  humble  door, 
With  aid  and  peace  for  him. 

3  Thy  neighbour  ?     He  who  drinks  the  cup 

When  sorrow  drowns  the  brim^ 
With  words  of  high,  sustaining  hope, 
Go  thou  and  comfort  him. 

4  Thy  neighbour  ?     'T  is  the  weary  slave, 

Fettered  in  mind  and  limb  ; 
He  hath  no  hope  this  side  the  grave  ; 
Go  thou,  and  ransom  him. 

5  Thy  neighbour  ?     Pass  no  mourner  by  j 

Perhaps  thou  canst  redeem 
A  breaking  heart  from  misery  ; 
Go,  share  thy  lot  with  him. 


L.  M.  O  8  O  .  Watts. 

Religion  vain  without  Love. 

Had  I.  the  tongues  of  Greeks  and  Jews, 
And  nobler  speech  than  angels  use, 
If  love  be  absent,  I  am  found, 
Like  tinkling  brass,  an  empty  sound. 


CHRISTIAN    PRINCIPLES    AND    SENTIMENTS. 

2  Were  I  inspired  to  preach,  and  tell 
All  that  is  done  in  heaven  and  hell, 
Or  could  my  faith  the  world  remove, 
Still  I  am  nothing  without  love. 

3  Should  I  distribute  all  my  store 
To  feed  the  cravings  of  the  poor  ; 
Or  give  my  body  to  the  flame, 
To  gain  a  martyr's  glorious  name  ; 

4  If  love  to  God  and  love  to  men 
Be  absent,  all  my  hopes  are  vain  : 
Nor  tongues,  nor  gifts,  nor  fiery  zeal, 
The  work  of  love  can  e'er  fulfil. 


7  s  M.  384.  J.  Taylor. 

Love  to  God  and  Man. 

Father  of  our  feeble  race  ! 

Wise,  beneficent,  and  kind, 
Spread  o'er  nature's  ample  face, 

Flows  thy  goodness  unconfined  : 
Musing  in  the  silent  grove, 

Or  the  busy  haunts  of  men, 
Still  we  trace  thy  wondrous  love, 

Claiming  large  returns  again. 

Lord  !   what  offering  shall  we  bring, 

At  thine  altars  when  we  bow  ? 
Hearts,  the  pure,  unsullied  spring, 

Whence  the  kind  affections  flow  ; 
Soft  compassion's  feeling  soul, 

By  the  melting  eye  expressed  ; 
Sympathy,  at  whose  control 

Sorrow  leaves  the  wounded  breast. 

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3    Willing  hands  to  lead  the  blind, 

Bind  the  wounded,  feed  the  poor  ; 
Love,  embracing  all  our  kind  ; 

Charity,  with  liberal  store  : 
Teach  us,  O  thou  heavenly  King  ! 

Thus  to  show  our  grateful  mind, 
Thus  the  accepted  offering  bring, 

Love  to  thee,  and  all  mankind. 

S.  M.  385.  J.  Scott. 

Compassion  and  Forgiveness. 

i      I  hear  the  voice  of  woe,  — 
A  fellow-mortal  mourns ; 
My  eyes  with  pity  overflow, 
My  heart  his  sighs  returns. 

2  I  hear  the  thirsty  cry, 
The  hungry  beg  for  bread  ; 

O,  let  my  spring  its  stream  supply, 
My  hand  its  bounty  shed ! 

3  The  debtor  humbly  sues, 
Who  would,  but  cannot,  pay  ; 

And  shall  I  lenity  refuse, 
Who  need  it  every  day? 

4  And  shall  not  wrath  relent, 
Touched  by  that  humble  strain, 

My  brother  crying,   "  I  repent, 
Nor  will  offend  again  "  ? 

5  How  else  on  soaring  wing 
Can  hope  bear  high  my  prayer, 

Up  to  thy  throne,  my  God,  my  King, 
To  plead  for  pardon  there  ? 


CHRISTIAN    PRINCIPLES    AND    SENTIMENTS. 

6  The  bountiful  and  kind 
Thy  bounty  shall  repay  ; 

With  thee  shall  the  forgiving  find 
A  sweet  forgiving  day. 

7  But  all  who  here  below 
Mercy  refuse  to  grant, 

Shall  judgment  without  mercy  know, 
When  mercy  most  they  want. 

CM.  OOU.  Mrs.  Barbauld. 

Compassion. 

i    Behold,  where,  breathing  love  divine, 
Our  dying  Master  stands ! 
His  weeping  followers,  gathering  round, 
Receive  his  last  commands. 

2    From  that  mild  Teacher's  parting  lips 
What  tender  accents  fell ! 
The  gentle  precept  which  he  gave 
Became  its  author  well. 


a 


"  Blest  is  the  man,  whose  softening  heart 

Feels  all  another's  pain  ; 
To  whom  the  supplicating  eye 

Was  never  raised  in  vain  :  — 


"  Whose  breast  expands  with  generous  warmth 

A  stranger's  woes  to  feel, 
And  bleeds  in  pity  o'er  the  wound 

He  wants  the  power  to  heal. 

"He  spreads  his  kind  supporting  arms 

To  every  child  of  grief; 
His  secret  bounty  largely  flows, 

And  brings  unasked  relief. 


CHRISTIAN    PRINCIPLES    AND    SENTIMENTS. 

6  "  To  gentle  offices  of  love 

His  feet  are  never  slow  ; 
He  views,  through  mercy's  melting  eye, 
A  brother  in  a  foe. 

7  "  Peace  from  the  bosom  of  his  God, 

My  peace  to  him  I  give  j 
And,  Avhen  he  kneels  before  the  throne, 
His  trembling  soul  shall  live. 

8  "  To  him  protection  shall  be  shown, 

And  mercy  from  above 
Descend  on  those  who  thus  fulfil 
The  perfect  law  of  love." 

L.  M.  387.  Watts. 

The  Beatitudes. 

i    Blest  are  the  humble  souls  that  see 
Their  emptiness  and  poverty  ; 
Treasures  of  grace  to  them  are  given. 
And  crowns  of  joy  laid  up  in  heaven. 

2  Blest  are  the  meek,  who  stand  afar 
From  rage  and  passion,  noise  and  war  ; 
God  will  secure  their  happy  state, 
'And  plead  their  cause  against  the  great. 

3  Blest  are  the  souls  that  thirst  for  grace, 
Hunger  and  long  for  righteousness  ; 
They  shall  be  well  supplied  and  fed 
With  living  streams  and  living  bread. 

4  Blest  are  the  men  whose  bowels  move 
And  melt  with  sympathy  and  love  ; 
From  Christ  the  Lord  shall  they  obtain 
Like  sympathy  and  love  again. 

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5  Blest  are  the  pure,  whose  hearts  are  clean 
From  the  defiling  powers  of  sin  ; 

With  endless  pleasure  they  shall  see 
A  God  of  spotless  purity. 

6  Blest  are  the  men  of  peaceful  life, 

Who  quench  the  coals  of  growing  strife  ; 
They  shall  be  called  the  heirs  of  bliss, 
The  sons  of  God,  the  God  of  peace. 


7 


Blest  are  the  sufferers  who  partake 
Of  pain  and  shame  for  Jesus'  sake  ; 
Their  souls  shall  triumph  in  the  Lord  ; 
Glory  and  joy  are  their  reward. 


L.  M.  6  l.  OOO.  J.  Tatlor. 

Beneficence. 

i    O  ye,  who  seek  Jehovah's  face, 

Bow  at  his  throne,  and  feel  his  grace,  — 
Who  ask  in  prayer,  and  own  in  praise, 
That  bounteous  love  which  gilds  your  days,  - 
Catch  from  above  the  hallowed  flame, 
And  dignify  the  Christian  name  ! 

2  Where'er  distress  and  pain  appear, 
Let  pity's  ready  hand  be  there ; 
With  cheering  wine,  and  fragrant  oil, 
Bid  languor  glow,  and  anguish  smile  ; 
Though  woe  her  lowliest  form  may  wear, 
Yet  God  has  stamped  his  image  there. 

3  When  he,  the  sovereign  Judge,  draws  nigh, 
And  holds  the  unerring  beam  on  high, 


CHRISTIAN    PRINCIPLES    AND    SENTIMENTS. 

Then  shall  sweet  charity  prevail, 
And  angels  mark  the  sinking  scale  j 
Jesus  shall  call  his  followers  home, 
"  Ye  blessed  of  my  Father,  come  !  " 

l.  m.       389. 

Christian  Zeal  tempered  by  Charity. 

i    Great  God  !  whose  all-pervading  eye 
Sees  every  passion  in  my  soul ! 
When  sunk  too  low,  or  raised  too  high, 
Teach  me  those  passions  to  control. 

2  Temper  the  fervors  of  my  frame ; 

Be  charity  their  constant  spring  ; 
And,  O,  let  no  unhallowed  flame 
Pollute  the  offerings  which  I  bring. 

3  Let  love  with  piety  unite 

To  mend  the  bias  of  my  will  ; 
While  hope  and  heaven-eyed  faith  excite, 
And  wisdom  regulates,  my  zeal,  — 

4  That  wisdom  which  to  meekness  turns, 

Wisdom  descending  from  above  ; 
And  let  my  zeal,  whene'er  it  burns, 
Be  kindled  by  the  fire  of  love. 

CM.  Ot/U.  Miss  Fletcher. 

Kindly  Judgment. 

i    Think  gently  of  the  erring  one  ! 
O,  do  not  thou  forget, 
However  darkly  stained  by  sin, 
He  is  thy  brother  yet  ! 


CHRISTIAN    PRINCIPLES    AND    SENTmENTS. 

Heir  of  the  same  inheritance, 


Child  of  the  selfsame  God, 
He  hath  but  stumbled  in  the  path 
Thou  hast  in  weakness  trod. 

Speak  gently  to  the  erring  ones ! 

Thou  yet  mayst  lead  them  back, 
With  holy  words,  and  tones  of  love, 

From  misery's  thorny  track. 
Forget  not  thou  hast  often  sinned, 

And  sinful  yet  may  be  ; 
Deal  gently  with  the  erring  heart, 

As  God  hath  dealt  with  thee. 


It.  M.  O  V  JL  .  Mrs.  Barbauld. 

Pious  Friendship. 

i    How  blest  the  sacred  tie  that  binds, 
In  union  sweet,  according  minds  ! 
How  swift  the  heavenly  course  they  run, 
Whose  hearts,  whose  faith,  whose  hopes,  are  one  ! 

2  To  each  the  soul  of  each  how  dear ! 
What  jealous  love  !  what  holy  fear  ! 
How  doth  the  generous  flame  within 
Refine  from  earth  and  cleanse  from  sin ! 

3  Their  streaming  eyes  together  flow 
For  human  guilt  and  mortal  woe  ; 
Their  ardent  prayers  together  rise, 
Like  mingling  flames  in  sacrifice. 

4  Together  both  they  seek  the  place 
Where  God  reveals  his  awful  face  ; 

How  high,  how  strong,  their  raptures  swell, 
There  's  none  but  kindred  souls  can  tell. 

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5   Nor  shall  the  glowing  flame  expire, 
When  nature  droops  her  sickening  fire ; 
Then  shall  they  meet  in  realms  above, 
A  heaven  of  joy,  because  of  love. 

L.  M.  392.  J-  Scott. 

The  Vanity  of  Forms  without  true  Piety. 

i    The  uplifted  eye  and  bended  knee 
Are  but  vain  homage,  Lord,  to  thee ; 
In  vain  our  lips  thy  praise  prolong, 
The  heart  a  stranger  to  the  song. 

2  Can  rites,  and  forms,  and  flaming  zeal, 
The  breaches  of  thy  precepts  heal? 
Or  fasts  and  penance  reconcile 

Thy  justice,  and  obtain  thy  smile  ? 

3  The  pure,  the  humble,  contrite  mind, 
Sincere,  and  to  thy  will  resigned, 
To  thee  a  nobler  offering  yields, 
Than  Sheba's  groves  or  Sharon's  fields. 

4  Love  God  and  man,  —  this  great  command 
Doth  on  eternal  pillars  stand : 

This  did  thine  ancient  prophets  teach, 
And  this  thy  Well-beloved  preach. 

CM.  O9o.  Watts. 

Version  of  Matthew  iii.  9. 

i    Vain  are  the  hopes  that  rebels  place 
Upon  their  birth  and  blood, 
Descended  from  a  pious  race 
(Their  fathers  now  with  God). 

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CHRISTIAN    PRINCIPLES    AND    SENTIMENTS. 

He  from  the  caves  of  earth  and  hell 
Can  take  the  hardest  stones, 

And  fill  the  house  of  Abraham  well 
With  new-created  sons. 

Such  wondrous  power  doth  he  possess, 
Who  formed  our  mortal  frame, 

Who  called  the  world  from  emptiness, 
The  world  obeyed,  and  came. 


L.  M.  d94.  Butcher. 

"Not  every  one  that  saith  unto  me,  Lord,  Lord,"  &c. 

i    Not  he  whose  baseless  hope  relies 
On  modes  and  forms  that  men  devise ; 
Who  merely  calls  the  Saviour,  Lord, 
But  heeds  not  to  perform  his  word  ;  — 

2  Not  he  shall  tread  the  courts  above, 
The  bright  abodes  of  joy  and  love  ; 
But  he  whose  prompt  obedience  shows 
His  wish  to  practise  what  he  knows ;  — 

3  Whose  heart  enlarged  bids  him  embrace, 
As  brethren,  all  the  human  race ; 

Who  for  his  friends  with  ardor  glows, 
And  pities  and  forgives  his  foes. 

4  This  is  the  man  whose  head  shall  rise, 
With  glory  crowned,  above  the  skies  ; 
Whom  Jesus  shall  in  judgment  own, 
And  place  by  God's  immortal  throne. 


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CHRISTIAN    PRINCIPLES    AND    SENTIMENTS. 

cm.       395. 

For  a  Charitable  Occasion. 

i    What  shall  we  render,  bounteous  Lord, 
For  all  the  grace  we  see  ? 
Alas  !  the  goodness  worms  can  yield 
Extendeth  not  to  thee. 

2  Our  offering  is  a  willing  mind 

To  comfort  the  distressed  ; 

In  others'  griefs  our  own  to  find, 

In  others'  blessings  blessed. 

3  To  tents  of  woe,  to  beds  of  pain, 

Oar  cheerful  feet  repair  ; 
And,  with  the  gifts  thy  hand  bestows, 
Relieve  the  mourners  there. 

4  The  widow's  heart  shall  sing  for  joy  ; 

The  orphan  shall  be  glad ; 
And  hungering  souls  we  '11  gladly  point 
To  Christ  the  living  bread. 

5  Thus  what  our  heavenly  Father  gave 

Shall  we  as  freely  give  ; 
Thus  copy  him  who  lived  to  save, 
And  died  that  we  might  live. 

6  Thus,  passing  through  this  vale  of  tears, 

Our  useful  light  shall  shine  ; 
And  others  learn  to  glorify 
Oiir  Father's  name  divine. 


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CHRISTIAN    PRINCIPLES    AND    SENTIMENTS. 

L.  M.  396.  J.  Scott. 

The  Fear  of  God. 

i    Great  Author  of  all  nature's  frame ! 
Holy  and  reverend  is  thy  name  ! 
Thou,  Lord  of  life,  and  Lord  of  death, 
Worlds  rise  and  vanish  at  thy  breath. 

2  Nations,  in  thine  all-seeing  eye, 
Are  less  than  nothing,  vanity ; 
Against  thee  who  shall  lift  his  hand  ? 
Before  thy  terrors  who  can  stand  ? 

3  But  blest  are  they,  O  gracious  Lord, 
Who  fear  thy  name  and  hear  thy  word ! 
With  such  thy  dwelling  is,  on  those 
Thy  peace  its  joy  divine  bestows. 

4  Thy  wisdom  guides,  thy  power  defends, 
Their  life,  till  life  its  journey  ends; 
Death  shall  convey  them  to  thy  seat, 
Where  all  thy  saints  in  glory  meet. 

5  O  that  my  soul,  with  awful  sense 
Of  thy  transcendent  excellence, 
May  close  the  day,  the  day  begin, 
Watchful  against  each  darling  sin ! 

6  Never,  O  never  from  my  heart 
May  this  great  principle  depart ! 
But  act,  with  unabating  power 
Within  me,  to  my  latest  hour. 


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CHRISTIAN    PRINCIPLES    AND    SENTIMENTS. 

L.  M.  Ot//.  Beddome. 

Submission. 

i    Wait,  O  my  soul,  thy  Maker's  will ! 
Tumultuous  passions,  all  be  still ! 
Nor  let  one  murmuring  thought  arise  ; 
His  ways  are  just,  his  counsels  wise. 

2  He  in  the  thickest  darkness  dwells, 
Performs  his  work,  —  the  cause  conceals. 
But,  though  his  methods  are  unknown, 
Judgment  and  truth  support  his  throne. 

3  In  heaven,  and  earth,  and  air,  and  seas, 
He  executes  his  firm  decrees ; 

And  by  his  saints  it  stands  confessed, 
That  what  he  does  is  ever  best. 

4  Wait,  then,  my  soul,  submissive  wait, 
Prostrate  before  his  awful  seat ; 
And,  'midst  the  terrors  of  his  rod, 
Trust  in  a  wise  and  gracious  God. 

CM.  398.  Watts. 

Submission  to  afflictive  Providences. 

i    Naked,  as  from  the  earth  we  came, 
And  crept  to  life  at  first, 
We  to  the  earth  return  again, 
And  mingle  with  our  dust. 

2    The  dear  delights  we  here  enjoy, 
•  And  fondly  call  our  own, 
Are  but  short  favors,  borrowed  now. 
To  be  repaid  anon. 

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CHRISTIAN    PRINCIPLES    AND    SENTIMENTS. 

3  'T  is  God  that  lifts  our  comforts  high, 

Or  sinks  them  in  the  grave  ; 
He  gives,  and  (blessed  be  his  name !) 
He  takes  but  what  he  gave. 

4  Peace,  all  our  angry  passions,  then  ; 

Let  each  rebellious  sigh 
Be  silent  at  his  sovereign  will, 
And  every  murmur  die. 

5  If  smiling  mercy  crown  our  lives, 

Its  praises  shall  be  spread, 
And  we  '11  adore  the  justice,  too, 
That  strikes  our  comforts  dead. 

L.  M.  oUy.  Miss  Koscoe. 

Resignation. 

i    Thy  will  be  done  !     I  will  not  fear 
The  fate  provided  by  thy  love ; 
Though  clouds  and  darkness  shroud  me  here, 
I  know  that  all  is  bright  above. 

2  The  stars  of  heaven  are  shining  on, 

Though  these  frail  eyes  are  dimmed  with  tears  ; 
And  though  the  hopes  of  earth  be  gone, 
Yet  are  not  ours  the  immortal  years  ? 

3  Father,  forgive  the  heart  that  clings, 

Thus  trembling,  to  the  things  of  time  ; 
And  bid  the  soul,  on  angel  wings, 
Ascend  into  a  purer  clime  ! 

4  There  shall  no  doubts  disturb  its  trust, 

No  sorrows  dim  celestial  love  ; 
Bat  these  afflictions  of  the  dust, 
Like  shadows  of  the  night,  remove. 

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That  glorious  life  will  well  repay 
This  life  of  toil  and  care  and  woe  ; 

O  Father !  joyful  on  my  way, 
To  drink  thy  bitter  cup  I  go. 


L.  M.  4:UU.  Mrs.  Cotterill. 

Subjection  to  the  Divine  Will. 

i    O  Thou,  who  hast  at  thy  command 
The  hearts  of  all  men  in  thy  hand  ! 
Our  wayward,  erring  hearts  incline 
To  have  no  other  will  but.  thine. 

2  Our  wishes,  our  desires,  control  ; 
Mould  every  purpose  of  the  soul  ; 
O'er  all  may  we  victorious  be 

That  stands  between  ourselves  and  thee. 

3  Thrice  blest  will  all  our  blessings  be, 
When  we  can  look  through  them  to  thee  ; 
When  each  glad  heart  its  tribute  pays 

Of  love,  and  gratitude,  and  praise. 

4  And  while  we  to  thy  glory  live. 
May  we  to  thee  all  glory  give, 
Until  the  final  summons  come, 
That  calls  thy  willing  servants  home. 

8  &  6  s.  "M.  401.  Anonymous. 

"  Thy  will  be  done." 

i    My  God,  my  Father,  while  I  stray 
Far  from  my  home  on  life's  rough  way, 
O   teach  me  from  my  heart  to  sav, 
"  Thy  will,  my  God,  be  done  !  " 

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2  Though  dark  my  path,  and  sad  my  lot, 
Let  me  be  still,  and  murmur  not, 

And  breathe  the  prayer  divinely  taught, 
"  Thy  will,  my  God,  be  done  !  " 

3  What  though  in  lonely  grief  I  sigh 
For  friends  beloved  no  longer  nigh ; 
Submissive  still  would  I  reply, 

"  Thy  will,  my  God,  be  done  !  " 

4  If  thou  shouldst  call  me  to  resign 
What  most  I  prize,  —  it  ne'er  was  mine, 
I  only  yield  thee  what  is  thine  ; 

"  Thy  will,  my  God,  be  done  !  " 

5  Should  pining  sickness  waste  away 
My  life  in  premature  decay, 

In  life  or  death,  teach  me  to  say, 
"  Thy  will,  my  God,  be  done  !  " 

6  Renew  my  will  from  day  to  day, 
Blend  it  with  thine,  and  take  away 
Whate'er  now  makes  it  hard  to  say, 

"  Thy  will,  my  God,  be  done  !  " 

CM.  402.  COWPER. 

Submission. 

i    O  Lord,  my  best  desires  fulfil, 
And  help  me  to  resign 
Life,  health,  and  comfort  to  thy  will, 
And  make  thy  pleasure  mine. 

2   Why  should  I  shrink  at  thy  command, 
Whose  love  forbids  my  fears  ; 
Or  tremble  at  the  gracious  hand 
That  wipes  away  my  tears  ? 

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3  No  !  rather  let.  me  freely  yield 

What  most  I  prize  to  thee, 
Who  never  hast  a  good  withheld, 
Or  wilt  withhold,  from  me. 

4  Thy  favor,  all  my  journey  through, 

Thou  art  engaged  to  grant ; 
What  else  I  want,  or  think  I  do, 
'T  is  better  still  to  want. 

5  Wisdom  and  mercy  guide  my  way ; 

Shall  I  resist  them  both  ? 
A  poor,  blind  creature  of  a  day, 
And  crushed  before  the  moth  ! 

6  But,  ah  !  my  inward  spirit  cries, 

Still  bind  me  to  thy  sway  ; 
Else  the  next  cloud  that  veils  the  skies 
Drives  all  these  thoughts  away. 

L.  M.  6  1.  403.  H.  Ware,  Jr. 

Prayer  for  the  right  Use  of  Sickness. 

Father,  thy  gentle  chastisement 
Falls  kindly  on  my  burdened  soul ; 
I  see  its  merciful  intent 
To  warn  me  back  to  thy  control ; 
And  pray,  that,  while  I  kiss  the  rod, 
I  may  find  perfect  peace  with  God. 

The  errors  of  my  heart  I  know  ; 

I  feel  my  deep  infirmities : 

For  often  virtuous  feelings  glow, 

And  holy  purposes  arise, 

But  like  the  morning  clouds  decay, 

As  empty,  though  as  fair,  as  they. 

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CHRISTIAN    PRINCIPLES    AND    SENTIMENTS. 

3    Forgive  the  weakness  I  deplore  ; 
And  let  thy  peace  abound  in  me ; 
That  I  may  trust  myself  no  more, 
But  wholly  cast  myself  on  thee. 
O,  let  my  Father's  strength  be  mine, 
And  my  devoted  life  be  thine ! 

H.  M.  404.  Mrs.  Miles. 

Support  in  Affliction. 

i       Thou,  infinite  in  love, 

Guide  this  bewildered  mind, 
Which,  like  the  trembling  dove, 
No  resting-place  can  find 
On  the  wild  waters  !  — God  of  light, 
Through  the  thick  darkness  lead  me  right ! 

2  Bid  the  fierce  conflict  cease, 

*  And  fear  and  anguish  fly ; 
Let  there  again  be  peace, 
As  in  the  days  gone  by : 
In  Jesus'  name  I  cry  to  thee, 
Remembering  Gethsemane. 

3  Fain  would  earth's  true  and  dear 

Save  me  in  this  dark  hour  ; 
And  art  not  thou  more  near? 
Art  thou  not  love  and  power  ? 
Vain  is  the  help  of  man.  —  but  thou 
Canst  send  deliverance  even  now. 

4  Though  through  the  future's  shade 

Pale  phantoms  I  descry, 
Let  me  not  shrink  dismayed, 

But  ever  feel  thee  nigh ; 
There  may  be  grief,  and  pain,  and  care, 
But,  O  my  Father !   thou  art  there. 

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7  &6s.  M.  405.  Wesley. 

Safety  and  Help  in  God. 

i    To  the  haven  of  thy  breast, 
O  God  of  love  !  I  fly  ; 
Be  my  refuge  and  my  rest 
Whene'er  the  storm  is  high. 

a    In  the  day  of  my  distress 

Thou  hast,  my  succour  been, 
In  my  hour  of  helplessness 
Restraining  me  from  sin. 

3  Welcome  as  the  water-spring 

Within  the  barren  place, 
O,  descend  on  me,  and  bring 
Thy  sweet,  refreshing  grace. 

4  First  and  last,  in  me  perform 

The  work  thou  hast  begun  ; 
Be  my  shelter  from  the  storm, 
My  shadow  from  the  sun. 

5  O,  how  swiftly  dost  thou  move, 

In  every  trial  hour ! 
Still  protect  me  with  thy  love, 
And  shield  me  with  thy  power. 

12  s.  M.  tcUD.  Anonymous. 

"  O  Lord,  I  know  that  in  very  faithfulness  thou  hast  afflicted  me." 

For  what   shall   I   praise  thee,  my  God  and  my 

King? 
For  what  blessings  the  tribute  of  gratitude  bring  ? 
Shall  I  praise  thee  for  pleasure,  for  health,  and  for 

ease, 
For  the  spring  of  delight,  and  the  sunshine  of  peace  ? 

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CHRISTIAN    PRINCIPLES    AND    SENTIMENTS. 

2  Shall  I  praise  thee  for  flowers  that  bloomed  on  my 

breast, 
For  joys  in  perspective,  and  pleasures  possessed  ? 
For  the  spirits  that  heightened  my  day  of  delight, 
And  the  slumbers  that  sat  on  my  pillow  by  night  ? 

3  For  this  should  I  praise  thee  ;  but,  if  only  for  this, 
I  should  leave  half  untold  the  donation  of  bliss  : 

I  thank  thee  for  sickness,  for  sorrow,  for  care, 
For   the   thorns  I   have   gathered,   the   anguish   I 

bear ; — 

4  For  nights  of  anxiety,  watchings,  and  tears, 
A  present  of  pain,  a  perspective  of  fears. 

I  praise  thee,  I  bless  thee,  my  King  and  my  God, 
For  the  good  and  the  evil  thy  hand  hath  bestowed. 

5  The   flowers  were   sweet,   but   their  fragrance   is 

flown, 
They  yielded  no  fruits,  they  are  withered  and  gone ; 
The  thorn  it  was  poignant,  but  precious  to  me,  — 
'T  was  the  message  of  mercy,  — it  led  me  to  thee. 


s.m.      407. 

"  Rejoice  in  the  Lord  alvvay." 

i      Rejoice  in  God  alway  ; 

When  earth  looks  heavenly  bright, 
When  joy  makes  glad  the  livelong  day, 
And  peace  shuts  in  the  night. 

2     Rejoice  when  care  and  woe 
The  fainting  soul  oppress  ; 
When  tears  at  wakeful  midnight  flow, 
And  morn  brings  heaviness. 

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CHRISTIAN    PRINCIPLES    AND    SENTIMENTS. 

3  Rejoice  in  hope  and  fear, 
Rejoice  in  life  and  death  ; 

Rejoice  when  threatening  storms  are  near, 
And  comfort  languisheth. 

4  When  should  not  they  rejoice, 
Whom  Christ  his  brethren  calls,  — 

Who  hear  and  know  his  guiding  voice, 
When  on  their  hearts  it  falls  ? 

5  So,  though  our  path  is  steep, 
And  many  a  tempest  lowers, 

Shall  his  own  peace  our  spirits  keep, 
And  Christ's  dear  love  be  ours. 

C  M.  408.  Noel. 

Hope  in  God  under  Affliction. 

i    When  musing  sorrow  weeps  the  past, 
And  mourns  the  present  pain, 
'T  is  sweet  to  think  of  peace  at  last, 
And  feel  that  death  is  gain. 

2  'T  is  not  that  murmuring  thoughts  arise, 

And  dread  a  Father's  will  ; 
'T  is  not  that  meek  submission  flies, 
And  would  not  suffer  still. 

3  It  is  that  heaven-born  faith  surveys 

The  path  that  leads  to  light, 
And  longs  her  eagle  plumes  to  raise, 
And  lose  herself  in  night. 

4  It  is  that  hope  with  ardor  glows, 

To"  see  Him,  face  to  face, 
Whose  dying  love  no  language  knows 
Sufficient  art  to  trace. 

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5  It  is  that  harassed  conscience  feels 

The  pangs  of  struggling  sin  ; 
And  sees,  though  far,  the  hand  that  heals 
And  ends  the  strife  within. 

6  O,  let  me  wing  my  hallowed  flight 

From  earth-born  woe  and  care  ; 
And  soar  above  these  clouds  of  night. 
My  Saviour's  bliss  to  share. 

CM.  409.  Watts. 

Preservation  by  Day  and  Night.    Psalm  121. 

i    To  heaven  I  lift  my  waiting  eyes  ; 
There  all  my  hopes  are  laid  ; 
The  Lord  that  built  the  earth  and  skies 
Is  my  perpetual  aid. 

2  Their  feet  shall  never  slide  to  fall 

Whom  he  designs  to  keep  ; 
His  ear  attends  the  softest  call  ; 
His  eyes  can  never  sleep. 

3  He  will  sustain  our  weakest  powers 

With  his  almighty  arm, 
And  watch  our  most  unguarded  hours 
Against  surprising  harm. 

4  Israel,  rejoice,  and  rest  secure  ; 

Thy  keeper  is  the  Lord  ; 
His  wakeful  eyes  employ  his  power 
For  thine  eternal  guard. 

5  Nor  scorching  sun,  nor  sickly  moon, 

Shall  have  his  leave  to  smite  ; 
He  shields  thy  head  from  burning  noon, 
From  blasting  damps  at  night. 

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6   He  guards  thy  soul,  he  keeps  thy  breath, 
Where  thickest  dangers  come  ; 
Go  and  return,  secure  from  death, 
Till  God  commands  thee  home 

CM.         410. 

Complaint  of  Ingratitude. 

i    Great  God  !  to  thee  my  all  I  owe, 
And  shall  my  tongue  be  still  ? 
Shall  streams  of  mercy  often  flow 
Untinged  with  any  ill  ? 

2  Shall  every  day  new  favors  bring, 

And  every  night  proclaim 
My  God  their  bounteous  source  and  spring, 
And  yet  unpraised  his  name  ? 

3  Shall  every  moment  prove  his  grace, 

And  show  his  tender  care  ? 
And  is  my  heart  not  found  the  place 
Where  warm  affections  are  ? 

4  Shall  changing  seasons,  day  and  hour, 

Each  minute  as  it  flies, 
Evince  thy  ever  bounteous  power, 
And  see  new  blessings  rise  ? 

5  And  does  my  soul  no  rapture  find, 

No  ardent  thanks  express, 
No  praises  warm  my  callous  mind, 
As  humbly  I  confess  ? 

6  Then,  O  my  God,  one  favor  still 

Add  to  thy  boundless  store  : 
My  soul  with  grateful  raptures  fill,  — 
I  '11  praise  thee,  and  adore  ! 

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CHRISTIAN    PRINCIPLES    AND    SENTIMENTS. 

7  S.  M.  411.  CONDER. 

Our  Daily  Bread. 

Day  by  day  the  manna  fell  : 
O,  to  learn  this  lesson  well ! 
Still  by  constant  mercy  fed, 
Give  me,  Lord,  my  daily  bread. 

i    "  Day  by  day,"  the  promise  reads  ; 
Daily  strength  for  daily  needs  : 
Cast  foreboding  fears  away  ; 
Take  the  manna  of  to-day. 

Lord  !  my  times  are  in  thy  hand  : 
All  my  sanguine  hopes  have  planned 
To  thy  wisdom  I  resign, 
And  would  make  thy  purpose  mine. 

Thou  my  daily  task  shalt  give  : 
Day  by  day  to  thee  I  live  ; 
So  shall  added  years  fulfil, 
Not  my  own,  my  Father's  will. 

O,  to  live  exempt  from  care, 
By  the  energy  of  prayer  ! 
Strong  in  faith,  with  mind  subdued, 
Yet  elate  with  gratitude  ! 


S.M.  412.  J.  Wesley. 

Reliance. 

Commit  thou  all  thy  griefs 
And  ways  into  his  hands, 
To  his  sure  trust  and  tender  care, 
Who  earth  and  heaven  commands, 


CHRISTIAN    PRINCIPLES    AND    SENTIMENTS. 

i     Who  points  the  clouds  their  course, 
Whom  winds  and  seas  obey  ; 

He  shall  direct  thy  wandering  feet, 
He  shall  prepare  thy  way. 

t      No  profit  canst  thou  gain 
By  self-consuming  care  ; 
To  him  commend  thy  cause,  —  his  ear 
Attends  the. softest  prayer. 

i      Then  on  the  Lord  rely, 

So  safe  shalt  thou  go  on  ; 
Fix  on  his  work  thy  steadfast  eye, 
So  shall  thy  work  be  done. 


CM.  4: 1  O .  Anonymous. 

Trust  in  the  Lord. 

i    When  grief  and  anguish  press  me  down, 
And  hope  and  comfort  flee, 
I  cling,  O  Father,  to  thy  throne, 
And  stay  my  heart  on  thee. 

2  When  death  invades  my  peaceful  home, 

The  sundered  ties  shall  be 

A  closer  bond,  in  time  to  come, 

To  bind  my  heart  to  thee. 

3  Lord,  not  my  will,  but  thine,  be  done  ! 

My  soul,  from  fear  set  free, 
Her  faith  shall  anchor  at  thy  throne, 
And  trust  alone  in  thee. 


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CHRISTIAN    PRINCIPLES    AND    SENTIMENTS. 

L.  M.  414.  J.Newton. 

Trust  in  God. 

i    Be  still,  my  heart !  these  anxious  cares 
To  thee  are  burdens,  thorns,  and  snares 
They  cast  dishonor  on  thy  Lord, 
And  contradict  his  gracious  word. 

2  Brought  safely  by  his  hand  thus  far, 
Why  wilt  thou  now  give  place  to  fear  ? 
How  canst  thou  want  if  he  provide, 
Or  lose  thy  way  with  such  a  guide  ? 

3  Did  ever  trouble  yet  befall, 
And  he  refuse  to  hear  thy  call  ? 
And  has  he  not  his  promise  past, 
That  thou  shalt  overcome  at  last  ? 

4  He  who  has  helped  me  hitherto 

Will  help  me  all  my  journey  through, 
And  give  me  daily  cause  to  raise 
New  trophies  to  his  endless  praise. 


7  s.  M.  415.  Wesletan. 

God  a  Refuge. 

Father,  refuge  of  my  soul, 

Let  me  to  thy  bosom -fly, 
While  the  nearer  waters  roll, 

While  the  tempest  still  is  high  : 
Hide  me,  O  my  Father,  hide, 

Till  the  storm  of  life  is  past  ; 
Safe  into  the  haven  guide  ; 

O,  receive  my  soul  at  last  ! 


CHRISTIAN    PRINCIPLES    AND    SENTIMENTS. 

2  Other  refuge  have  I  none  ; 

Helpless  hangs  my  soul  on  thee  ; 
Leave,  O  leave  me  not  alone  ! 

Still  support  and  comfort  me. 
All  my  trust  on  thee  is  stayed, 

All  my  help  from  thee  I  bring ; 
Cover  my  defenceless  head 

With  the  shadow  of  thy  wing. 

3  Thou,  O  God,  art  all  I  want ; 

Boundless  love,  through  Christ,  I  find  : 
Raise  the  fallen,  cheer  the  faint, 

Heal  the  sick,  and  lead  the  blind. 
Thou  of  life  the  fountain  art  ; 

Freely  let  me  take  of  thee ; 
Reign,  O  Lord,  within  my  heart  : 

Reign  to  all  eternity. 

CM.  416.  Merrick. 

Acquiescence  in  the  Divine  Will. 

i    Author  of  good,  we  rest  on  thee  ; 
Thine  ever-watchful  eye 
Alone  our  real  wants  can  see, 
Thy  hand  alone  supply. 

a    In  thine  all-gracious  providence 
Our  cheerful  hopes  confide  ; 
O,  let  thy  power  be  our  defence, 
Thy  love  our  footsteps  guide. 

3   And  since,  by  passion's  force  subdued, 
Too  oft,  with  stubborn  will, 
We  blindly  shun  the  latent  good, 
And  grasp  the  specious  ill,  — 


CHRISTIAN    PRINCIPLES    AND    SENTIMENTS. 

4   Not  what  we  wish,  but  what  we  want, 
Let  mercy  still  supply  : 
The  good  unasked,  O  Father,  grant  ; 
The  ill,  though  asked,  deny. 

CM.  417.  J.  Newton. 

Trust  in  God. 

i    O  happy  they  who  know  the  Lord, 
With  whom  he  deigns  to  dwell  ; 
He  feeds  and  cheers  them  by  his  word, 
His  arm  supports  them  well. 

2  To  them,  in  each  distressing  hour, 

His  throne  of  grace  is  near ; 
And,  when  they  plead  his  love  and  power, 
He  stands  engaged  to  hear. 

3  He  helped  his  saints  in  ancient  days 

Who  trusted  in  his  name  ; 
And  we  can  witness,  to  his  praise, 
His  love  is  still  the  same. 

4  His  presence  sweetens  all  our  cares, 

And  makes  our  burdens  light  ; 

A  word  from  him  dispels  our  fears, 

And  gilds  the  gloom  of  night. 

5  Lord,  we  expect  to  suffer  here, 

Nor  would  we  dare  repine  ; 
But  give  us  still  to  find  thee  near, 
And  own  us  still  for  thine. 

6  Let  us  enjoy  and  highly  prize 

The  tokens  of  thy  love, 
Till  thou  shalt  bid  our  spirits  rise 
To  worship  thee  above. 


CHRISTIAN    PRINCIPLES  AND    SENTIMENTS. 

CM.  4: 1  O'.  Mrs.  Steele. 

Trust  in  God's  Word. 

i    When  sin  and  sorrow,  fear  and  pain, 
My  trembling  heart  dismay, 
My  feeble  strength,  alas,  how  vain  !  — 
It  sinks  and  dies  away. 

2  My  spirit  asks  a  firmer  prop  ; 

I  lean  upon  the  Lord  ; 
My  God,  the  pillar  of  my  hope 
Is  thy  unchanging  word. 

3  On  this  are  built  the  brightest  joys 

Celestial  beings  know ; 
And  't  is  the  same  almighty  voice 
Supports  the  saints  below. 

4  'T  is  this  upholds  the  rolling  spheres 

And  heaven's  immortal  frame  ; 
Then  let  my  soul  suppress  her  fears,  — 
My  basis  is  the  same. 

s   Thy  sacred  word,  thy  solemn  oath, 
For  ever  must  remain  ; 
I  trust  in  everlasting  truth, 
Nor  shall  my  trust  be  vain. 

CM.  419.  MlLMAN. 

"Lord,  be  thou  my  helper." 

i    O  help  us,  Lord  !  each  hour  of  need 
Thy  heavenly  succour  give  : 
Help  us  in  thought,  and  word,  and  deed. 
Each  hour  on  earth  we  live. 


CHRISTIAN    PRINCIPLES    AND    SENTIMENTS. 

2  O  help  us,  when  our  spirits  bleed, 

With  contrite  anguish  sore  ; 
And  when  our  hearts  are  cold  and  dead, 
O  help  us,  Lord,  the  more. 

3  O  help  us,  through  the  prayer  of  faith, 

More  firmly  to  believe ; 
For  still,  the  more  the  servant  hath, 
The  more  shall  he  receive. 

4  O  help  us,  Father  !  from  on  high, 

We  know  no  help  but  thee  ; 
O  help  us  so  to  live  and  die, 
As  thine  in  heaven  to  be. 


L.  M.  6  1.  420.  Addison. 

Reliance  on  God. 

i  The  Lord  my  pasture  shall  prepare, 
And  feed  me  with  a  shepherd's  care  ; 
His  presence  shall  my  wants  supply, 
And  guard  me  with  a  watchful  eye  ; 
My  noon-day  walks  he  shall  attend, 
And  all  my  midnight  hours  defend. 

2  When  in  the  sultry  glebe  I  faint, 
Or  on  the  thirsty  mountains  pant, 
To  fertile  vales  and  dewy  meads 
My  weary,  wandering  steps  he  leads, 
Where  peaceful  rivers,  soft  and  slow, 
Amid  the  verdant  landscape  flow. 

3  Though  in  a  bare  and  rugged  way, 
Through  devious,  lonely  wilds  I  stray, 
Thy  bounty  shall  my  pains  beguile  ; 
The  barren  wilderness  shall  smile, 

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With  sudden  greens  and  herbage  crowned, 
And  streams  shall  murmur  all  around. 

4   Though  in  the  paths  of  death  I  tread, 
With  gloomy  horrors  overspread, 
My  steadfast  heart  shall  fear  no  ill, 
For  thou,  O  Lord  !  art  with  me  still  ; 
Thy  friendly  crook  shall  give  me  aid, 
And  guide  me  through  the  dreadful  shade. 

CM.  421.  T.  Humphries. 

"  Lord,  remember  me." 

i    O  Thou,  from  whom  all  goodness  flows, 
I  lift  my  soul  to  thee  ; 
In  all  my  sorrows,  conflicts,  woes, 
Good  Lord,  remember  me. 

2  When  on  my  aching,  burdened  heart 

My  sins  lie  heavily, 
Thy  pardon  grant,  new  peace  impart : 
Good  Lord,  remember  me. 

3  When  trials  sore  obstruct  my  way, 

And  ills  I  cannot  flee, 
O  let  my  strength  be  as  my  day  : 
Good  Lord,  remember  me. 

4  When  worn  with  pain,  disease,  and  grief, 

This  feeble  body  see  ; 
Grant  patience,  rest,  and  kind  relief: 
Good  Lord,  remember  me. 

5  When  in  the  solemn  hour  of  death 

I  wait  thy  just  decree, 
Be  this  the  prayer  of  my  last  breath,  — 
"  Good  Lord,  remember  me  !  " 


CHRISTIAN    PRINCIPLES    AND    SENTIMENTS. 

6   And,  when  before  thy  throne  I  stand, 
And  lift  my  soul  to  thee, 
Then,  with  the  saints  at  thy  right  hand, 
Good  Lord,  remember  me. 

CM.  Qir&fZ.  DODDKIDGE. 

Assurance  of  the  Divine  Presence  and  Help. 

i    And  art  thou  with  us,  gracious  Lord, 
To  dissipate  our  fear  ? 
Dost  thou  proclaim  thyself  our  God,  — 
Oar  God  for  ever  near  ? 

s   Doth  thy  right  hand,  which  formed  the  earth, 
And  bears  up  all  the  skies, 
Stretch  from  on  high  its  friendly  aid, 
When  dangers  round  us  rise  ? 

3  On  this  support  my  soul  shall  lean, 

And  banish  every  care  ; 
The  gloomy  vale  of  death  must  smile, 
If  God  be  with  me  there. 

4  While  I  his  gracious  succour  prove 

'Midst  all  my  various  ways, 
The  darkest  shades  through  which  I  pass 
Shall  echo  with  his  praise. 

L.  M.  423.  Tate  &  Brady. 

Confidence  in  Divine  Protection. 

i   No  change  of  times  shall  ever  shock 
My  firm  affection,  Lord,  to  thee  j 
For  thou  hast  always  been  a  rock, 
A  fortress,  and  defence  to  me. 


CHRISTIAN    PRINCIPLES    AND    SENTIMENTS. 

2  Thou  my  deliverer  art,  my  God, 

My  trust  is  in  thy  mighty  power  ; 
Thou  art  my  shield  from  foes  abroad, 
At  home  my  safeguard  and  my  tower. 

3  Who  then  deserves  to  be  adored 

But  God,  on  whom  my  hopes  depend  ? 
Or  who,  except  the  mighty  Lord, 
Can  with  resistless  power  defend. 

CM.  424.  Watts. 

God  our  Portion.    Psalm  73. 

i    God  !  my  supporter  and  my  hope, 
My  help  for  ever  near, 
Thine  arm  of  mercy  held  me  up, 
When  sinking  in  despair. 

2  Thy  counsels,  Lord,  shall  guide  my  feet 

Through  this  dark  wilderness, 
Thine  hand  conduct  me  near  thy  seat, 
To  dwell  before  thy  face. 

3  Were  I  in  heaven  without  my  God, 

'T  would  be  no  joy  to  me  ; 
And,  whilst  this  earth  is  my  abode, 
I  long  for  none  but  thee. 

4  What  if  the  springs  of  life  were  broke, 

And  flesh  and  heart  should  faint  ? 
God  is  my  soul's  eternal  rock, 
The  strength  of  every  saint. 

5  Behold,  the  sinners  that  remove 

Far  from  thy  presence  die  ; 
Not  all  the  idol  gods  they  love 
Can  save  them  when  they  cry. 


CHRISTIAN    PRINCIPLES    AKD    SENTIMENTS. 

6    But  to  draw  near  to  thee,  my  God, 
Shall  be  my  sweet  employ  ; 
My  tongue  shall  sound  thy  works  abroad, 
And  tell  the  world  my  joy. 


CM.  4:25.  T.  Moore  varied. 

"  He  healeth  the  broken  in  heart." 

O  thou  who  driest  the  mourner's  tear, 
How  dark  this  world  would  be, 

If,  when  in  pain  and  sorrow  here, 
We  could  not  fly  to  thee  ! 


2  But  thou  wilt  heal  the  broken  heart, 

Which,  like  the  plants  that  throw 
Their  fragrance  from  the  wounded  part, 
Breathes  sweetness  out  of  woe. 

3  O,  who  could  bear  life's  stormy  doom, 

Did  not  thy  wing  of  love 
Come  brightly  wafting  through  the  gloom 
Our  peace-branch  from  above  ? 

4  Then  sorrow,  touched  by  thee,  grows  bright 

With  more  than  rapture's  ray  ; 
As  darkness  shows  us  worlds  of  light 
We  never  saw  by  day. 

7  s.  M.  426.  Ryland. 

"3Iy  times  are  in  thy  hand." 

i    Sovereign  Ruler  of  the  skies, 
Ever  gracious,  ever  wise  ! 
All  my  times  are  in  thy  hand, 
All  events  at  thy  command. 

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2  Thou  didst  form  me  by  thy  power  ; 
Thou  wilt  guide  me  hoar  by  hour  ; 
All  my  times  shall  ever  be 
Ordered  by  thy  wise  decree  ;  — 

3  Times  of  sickness,  times  of  health  ; 
Times  of  penury  and  wealth  ; 
Times  of  trial  and  of  grief; 
Times  of  triumph  and  relief ; 

4  Times  temptation's  power  to  prove  ; 
Times  to  taste  a  Saviour's  love  ;  — 
All  is  fixed,  the  means  and  end, 

As  shall  please  my  heavenly  Friend. 

CM.  4fc^  i  .  Doddridge  varied. 

On  Recovery  from  Sickness. 

i    My  God  !  thy  service  well  demands 
The  remnant  of  my  days  ; 
Why  was  this  fleeting  breath  renewed, 
But  to  renew  thy  praise  ? 

2  Thine  arms  of  everlasting  love 

Did  this  weak  frame  sustain, 
When  life  was  hovering  o'er  the  grave, 
And  nature  sunk  in  pain. 

3  Calmly  I  watched  my  ebbing  life  ; 

I  knew  thy  time  was  best  ; 
Nor  feared  to  obey  my  Father's  call 
To  his  eternal  rest. 

4  Into  thy  hands,  my  gracious  God  ! 

Did  I  my  soul  resign, 
And  humbly  trusted  in  thy  grace, 
For  pardoning  love  is  thine. 

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5  Back  from  the  borders  of  the  grave. 

At  thy  command,  I  come  ; 
Nor  would  I  wish  a  speedier  flight 
To  my  celestial  home. 

6  Where  thou  appointest  mine  abode, 

There  would  I  choose  to  be  ; 
For  in  thy  presence  death  is  life, 
And  earth  is  heaven  with  thee. 


CM.  428.  Watts. 

The  aged  Saint's  Reflection  and  Hope.     Psalm  71. 

i    My  God,  my  everlasting  hope, 
I  live  upon  thy  truth  ; 
Thine  hands  have  held  my  childhood  up, 
And  strengthened  all  my  youth. 

2  Still  has  my  life  new  wonders  seen 

Repeated  every  year ; 
Behold  my  days  that  yet  remain, 
I  trust  them  to  thy  care. 

3  Cast  me  not  off  when  strength  declines, 

When  hoary  hairs  arise  ; 
And  round  me  let  thy  glories  shine, 
Whene'er  thy  servant  dies. 

4  Then,  in  the  history  of  my  age, 

When  men  review  my  days, 
They  '11  read  thy  love  in  every  page, 
In  every  line  thy  praise. 


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L.  M.  429.  Watts. 

Seeking  Pardon  and  Aid.     Psalm  51. 

i    O  Thou  that  hear'st  when  sinners  cry, 
Though  all  my  crimes  before  thee  lie, 
Behold  them  not  with  angry  look, 
But  blot  their  memory  from  thy  book. 

2  Create  my  nature  pure  within, 
And  form  my  soul  averse  to  sin  ; 
Let  thy  good  Spirit  ne'er  depart, 
Nor  hide  thy  presence  from  my  heart. 

3  I  cannot  live  without  thy  light, 

Cast  out  and  banished  from  thy  sight ; 
Thy  holy  joys,  my  God,  restore, 
And  guard  me  that  I  fall  no  more. 

4  A  broken  heart,  my  God,  my  King, 
Is  all  the  sacrifice  I  bring  ; 

The  God  of  grace  will  ne'er  despise 
A  broken  heart  for  sacrifice. 

5  O,  may  thy  love  inspire  my  tongue  ! 
Salvation  shall  be  all  my  song  ; 
And  all  my  powers  shall  join  to  bless 
The  Lord,  my  strength  and  righteousness. 

L.  M.  430.  Watts. 

Penitence.     Psalm  51. 

i    Show  pity,  Lord  !    O  Lord,  forgive  ! 
Let  a  repenting  rebel  live  : 
Are  not  thy  mercies  large  and  free  ? 
May  not  a  sinner  trust  in  thee  ? 

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CHRISTIAN    PRINCIPLES    AND    SENTIMENTS. 

2  My  crimes  are  great,  but  not  surpass 
The  power  and  glory  of  thy  grace  ; 
Great  God,  thy  nature  hath  no  bound, 
So  let  thy  pardoning  love  be  found. 

3  O,  wash  my  soul  from  every  sin, 

And  make  my  guilty  conscience  clean  j 
Here  on  my  heart  the  burden  lies, 
And  past  offences  pain  my  eyes. 

4  My  lips  with  shame  my  sins  confess 
Against  thy  law,  against  thy  grace  ; 
Lord,  should  thy  judgment  grow  severe, 
I  am  condemned,  but  thou  art  clear. 

5  Yet  save  a  trembling  sinner,  Lord, 
Whose  hope,  still  hovering  round  thy  word, 
Would  light  on  some  sweet  promise  there, 
Some  sure  support  against  despair. 

7  s.  M.  431.  J.  Taylor. 

Penitential. 

i    God  of  mercy !  God  of  love  ! 

Hear  our  sad,  repentant  songs  ; 
Sorrow  dwells  on  every  face, 
Penitence  on  every  tongue. 

2  Deep  regret  for  follies  past, 

Talents  wasted,  time  misspent ; 
Hearts  debased  by  worldly  cares, 
Thankless  for  the  blessings  lent ;  — 

3  Foolish  fears  and  fond  desires, 

Vain  regrets  for  things  as  vain  ; 
Lips  too  seldom  taught  to  praise, 
Oft  to  murmur  and  complain  ;  — 

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These,  and  every  secret  fault, 

Filled  with  grief  and  shame,  we  own  j 
Humbled  at  thy  feet  we  lie, 

Seeking  pardon  from  thy  throne. 

God  of  mercy  !  God  of  grace ! 

Hear  our  sad,  repentant  songs  ; 
O,  restore  thy  suppliant  race, 

Thou  to  whom  all  praise  belongs ! 

S.  M.  4:0^.  Mrs.  Steele. 

Contrition. 

i      O  Thou,  whose  mercy  hears 
Contrition's  humble  sigh ; 
Whose  hand,  indulgent,  wipes  the  tears 
From  sorrow's  weeping  eye  ! 

2  See,  low  before  thy  throne, 

A  wretched  wanderer  mourn  ; 
Hast  thou  not  bid  me  seek  thy  face  ? 
Hast  thou  not  said,  "  Return  "  ? 

3  Absent  from  thee,  my  light, 
Without  one  cheering  ray ; 

Through  dangers,  fears,  and  gloomy  night, 
How  desolate  my  way  ! 

4  On  this  benighted  heart 
With  beams  of  mercy  shine ; 

And  let  thy  healing  voice  impart 
A  taste  of  joys  divine. 

s      Thy  presence  can  bestow 
Delights  which  never  cloy  ; 
Be  this  my  solace  here  below. 
And  my  eternal  joy  ! 


CHRISTIAN    PRINCIPLES    AND    SENTIMENTS. 

L.  M.  6  1.  4oO.  Anonymous. 

Peace  for  troubled  Souls. 

Peace,  troubled  soul,  whose  plaintive  moan 
Reveals  thy  weight  of  inward  woe  ; 

Cease  thy  complaint,  suppress  thy  groan, 
And  let  thy  tears  forget  to  flow  : 

Behold  the  precious  balm  is  found, 

To  lull  thy  pain,  to  heal  thy  wound. 

Come,  freely  come,  by  sin  oppressed, 
Unburden  here  thy  weighty  load  ; 

Here  find  thy  refuge  and  thy  rest, 
And  trust  the  mercy  of  thy  God  : 

Thy  God  's  thy  Saviour,  —  glorious  word  ! 

For  ever  love  and  praise  thy  Lord. 


C.  M.  434.  Jeryis. 

Comfort  from  the  Assurance  of  Forgiveness. 

i    Sweet  is  the  friendly  voice  that  speaks 
The  words  of  life  and  peace  ; 
Which  bids  the  penitent  rejoice, 
And  sin  and  sorrow  cease. 

2  No  healing  balm  on  earth  like  this 

Can  cheer  the  contrite  heart  ; 
No  flattering  dreams  of  earthly  bliss 
Such  pure  delight  impart. 

3  Thou  still  art  merciful  and  kind,  — 

Thy  mercy,  Lord,  reveal  ; 
The  broken  heart  't  is  thou  canst  bind, 
The  wounded  spirit  heal. 

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4   Let. thy  bright  presence,  Lord,  restore 
Peace  to  my  anxious  breast : 
Conduct  me  in  the  path  that  leads 
To  everlasting  rest. 

CM.  4o5.  Doddridge. 

Inconstancy  in  Religion. 

i    Perpetual  Source  of  light  and  grace, 
We  hail  thy  sacred  name  ; 
Through  every  year's  revolving  round 
Thy  goodness  is  the  same. 

2  On  us,  all  worthless  as  we  are, 

Its  wondrous  mercy  pours  ; 
Sure  as  the  heavens'  established  course, 
And  plenteous  as  the  showers. 

3  Inconstant  service  we  repay, 

And  treacherous  vows  renew  ; 
False  as  the  morning's  scattering  cloud, 
And  transient  as  the  dew. 

4  In  flowing  tears  our  guilt  we  mourn, 

And  loud  implore  thy  grace 
To  bear  our  feeble  footsteps  on 
In  all  thy  righteous  ways. 

5  Armed  with  this  energy  divine, 

Our  souls  shall  steadfast  move, 
And  with  increasing  transport  press 
On  to  thy  courts  above. 

(5    So,  by  thy  power,  the  morning  sun 
Pursues  his  radiant  way, 
Brightens  each  moment  in  his  race, 
And  shines  to  perfect  day. 


CHRISTIAN    PRINCIPLES    AND    SENTIMENTS. 

CM.  4: 0  0 .  Doddridge  varied. 

Intercession  for  the  Thoughtless  and  Inconsiderate.    Psalm  119. 

i    Indulgent  God  !  with  pitying  eye 
The  sons  of  men  survey ; 
Alas  !  how  thoughtless  mortals  sport 
In  siu's  destructive  way  ! 

2  Ten  thousand  dangers  lurk  around, 

To  bear  them  to  the  tomb  ; 
Each  passing  hour  may  place  them  where 
Repentance  cannot  come. 

3  Reclaim,  O  Lord,  their  wandering  minds, 

Amused  by  airy  dreams  ; 
That  heavenly  wisdom  may  dispel 
Their  visionary  schemes. 

4  Guide  and  direct  them  by  thy  word, 

Their  dangerous  state  to  see  ; 
That  they  may  seek  and  find  the  path 
That  leads  to  heaven  and  thee. 


L.  M.  tcO  #   .  Doddridge  varied. 

"  One  thing  is  needful." 

Why  should  we  lavish  out  our  years 
Amidst  a  thousand  trifling  cares  ? 
While,  in  this  various  range  of  thought, 
The  one  thing  needful  is  forgot  ? 

Why  should  we  chase  the  fleeting  wind, 
And  famish  an  immortal  mind  ? 
While  angels  look  with  sorrow  down 
To  see  us  spurn  the  heavenly  crown. 


CHRISTIAN    PRINCIPLES    AND    SENTIMENTS. 

3  The  Eternal  God  calls  from  above, 
The  Saviour  pleads  his  dying  love, 
Awakened  conscience  gives  us  pain  ; 
And  shall  these  pleas  unite  in  vain  ? 

4  Not  so  the  dying  eye  shall  view 

The  pleasures  which  we  now  pursue  ; 

Not  so  eternity  appear 

When  the  decisive  hour  is  near. 

5  Almighty  Power  !  thine  aid  impart 
To  fix  conviction  on  the  heart  : 
Thy  power  unveils  the  blindest  eyes, 
And  makes  the  haughtiest  scorner  wise. 

L.  M.  4: 0  O  .  Mrs.  Steele. 

Self-examination. 

i    Thou  vain,  intruding  world,  depart ! 
No  more  allure  or  vex  my  heart  ; 
Let  every  vanity  be  gone,  — 
I  would  be  peaceful  and  alone. 

2  Here  let  me  search  my  inmost  mind, 
And  try  its  real  state  to  find  ; 

The  secret  springs  of  thought  explore, 
And  call  my  words  and  actions  o'er. 

3  Reflect  how  soon  my  life  will  end, 
And  think  on  what  my  hopes  depend  ; 
What  aim  my  busy  thoughts  pursue  ; 
What  work  is  done,  and  what  to  do. 

4  Eternity  is  just  at  hand  ; 

And  shall  I  waste  the  ebbing  sand  ? 
And  careless  view  departing  day  ? 
And  throw  my  fleeting  time  away? 


CHRISTIAN    PRINCIPLES    AND    SENTIMENTS. 

5  Be  this  my  chief,  my  constant  care, 
My  high  pursuit,  my  ardent  prayer,  — 
An  interest  in  the  Saviour's  blood, 

A  pardon  sealed,  and  peace  with  God. 

6  Search,  gracious  God,  my  inmost  heart, 
And  light,  and  hope,  and  joy  impart  ; 
From  guilt  and  error  set  me  free, 

And  guide  me  safe  to  heaven  and  thee. 


L.  M.  439.  Norton. 

Trust  in  Divine  Goodness. 

i    My  God  !  I  thank  thee  ;  may  no  thought 
E'er  deem  thy  chastisements  severe  ; 
But  may  this  heart,  by  sorrow  taught, 
Calm  each  wild  wish,  each  idle  fear. 

2  Thy  mercy  bids  all  nature  bloom  ; 
The  sun  shines  bright,  and  man  is  gay  ; 
Thine  equal  mercy  spreads  the  gloom, 
That  darkens  o'er  his  little  day. 

3  Pull  many  a  throb  of  grief  and  pain 
Thy  frail  and  erring  child  must  know  ; 
But  not  one  prayer  is  breathed  in  vain, 
Nor  does  one  tear  unheeded  flow. 

4  Thy  various  messengers  employ  ; 
Thy  purposes  of  love  fulfil  ; 

And,  'mid  the  wreck  of  human  joy, 
May  kneeling  faith  adore  thy  will. 


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CHRISTIAN    PRINCIPLES    AND    SENTIMENTS. 

CM.  440.  Darwin. 

Trust  in  God  in  Prosperity  and  Adversity. 

i    The  Lord  —  how  tender  is  his  love  ! 
His  justice  how  august  ! 
Hence  all  her  fears  my  soul  derives, 
There  anchors  all  her  trust. 

2  He  showers  the  manna  from  above, 

To  feed  the  barren  waste  ; 
Or  points  with  death  the  fiery  hail, 
And  famine  waits  the  blast. 

3  He  bids  distress  forget  to  groan, 

The  sick  from  anguish  cease  ; 
In  dungeons  spreads  his  healing  wing, 
And  softly  whispers  peace. 

4  His  power  directs  the  rushing  wind. 

Or  tips  the  bolt  with  flame  ; 
His  goodness  breathes  in  every  breeze, 
And  warms  in  every  beam. 

5  For  me,  O  Lord  !  whatever  lot 

The  hours  commissioned  bring,  — 
Do  all  my  withering  blessings  die, 
Or  fairer  clusters  spring  ;  — 

6  O,  grant  that  still,  with  grateful  heart, 

My  years  resigned  may  run  ! 

'T  is  "thine  to  give,  or  to  resume, 

And  may  thy  will  be  done  ! 

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CHRISTIAN    PRINCIPLES    AND    SENTIMENTS. 

CM.  44:1.  Montgomery. 

Resignation. 

i    One  prayer  I  have,  —  all  prayers  in  one. 
When  I  am  wholly  thine  ; 
Thy  will,  my  God,  thy  will  be  done, 
And  let  that  will  be  mine. 

2  All- wise,  almighty,  and  all-good, 

In  thee  I  firmly  trust  ; 
Thy  ways,  unknown  or  understood, 
Are  merciful  and  just. 

3  May  I  remember  that  to  thee 

Whate'er  I  have  I  owe  ; 
And  back,  in  gratitude,  from  me 
May  all  thy  bounties  flow. 

4  Thy  gifts  are  only  then  enjoyed, 

When  used  as  talents  lent  ; 
Those  talents  only  well  employed, 
When  in  thy  service  spent. 

5  And,  though  thy  wisdom  takes  away, 

Shall  I  arraign  thy  will  ? 
No  ;  let  me  bless  thy  name,  and  say, 
"  The  Lord  is  gracious  still." 

6  A  pilgrim  through  the  earth  I  roam, 

Of  nothing  long  possessed, 
And  all  must  fail  when  I  go  home, 
For  this  is  not  my  rest. 


CHRISTIAN    PRINCIPLES    AND    SENTIMENTS. 

S.  M.  442.  Mrs.  Steele. 

God's  Parental  Character. 

i      My  Father  !  —  cheering  name  ! 
0,  may  I  call  thee  mine  ! 
Give  me  with  humble  hope  to  claim 
A  portion  so  divine. 

2  This  can  my  fears  control, 
And  bid  my  sorrows  fly  ; 

What  real  harm  can  reach  my  soul 
Beneath  my  Father's  eye  ? 

3  Whate'er  thy  will  denies, 
I  calmly  would  resign  ; 

For  thou  art  just,  and  good,  and  wise  ; 
O,  bend  my  will  to  thine  ! 

4  Whate'er  thy  will  ordains, 

0  give  me  strength  to  bear  ; 
Still  let  me  know  a  father  reigns, 

And  trust  a  father's  care. 

5  If  anguish  rend  this  frame, 
And  life  almost  depart, 

Is  not  thy  mercy  still  the  same 
To  cheer  my  drooping  heart  ? 

6  Thy  ways  are  little  known 
To  my  weak,  erring  sight ; 

Yet  shall  my  soul,  believing,  own 
That  all  thy  ways  are  right. 

7  My  Father  \  —  blissful  name  ! 
Above  expression  dear  ! 

If  thou  accept  my  humble  claim, 

1  bid  adieu  to  fear. 


CHRISTIAN    PRINCIPLES    AND    SENTIMENTS. 

CM.  443.  Mrs.  Carter. 

Confidence  in  God. 

i    Through  nature's  ever  varying  scene, 
By  different  ways  pursued. 
The  one  eternal  end  of  Heaven 
Is  universal  good  ;  — 

2  With  like  beneficent  effect 

O'er  flaming  ether  glows, 
As  when  it  tunes  the  linnet's  voice, 
Or  blushes  in  the  rose. 

3  When,  through  creation's  vast  expanse, 

The  last  dread  thunders  roll, 
Untune  the  concord  of  the  spheres, 
And  shake  the  rising  soul,  — 

4  Unmoved,  may  we  the  final  storm 

Of  jarring  worlds  survey, 
That  ushers  in  the  glad  serene 
Of  everlasting  day  ! 

L   M.  444.  Cowper. 

God  is  Love. 

i    When  darkness  long  has  veiled  my  mind, 
And  smiling  day  once  more  appears ; 
Then,  my  Creator  !  then  I  find 
The  folly  of  my  doubts  and  fears. 

2   Straight  I  upbraid  my  wandering  heart, 
And  blush  that  I  should  ever  be 
Thus  prone  to  act  so  base  a  part, 

Or  harbour  one  hard  thought  of  thee. 

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3  O,  let  me  then  at  length  be  taught 

What  I  am  still  so  slow  to  learn,  — 
That  God  is  love,  and  changes  not, 
Nor  knows  the  shadow  of  a  turn. 

4  Sweet  truth,  and  easy  to  repeat ! 

But  when  my  faith  is  sharply  tried, 
I  find  myself  a  learner  yet, 

Unskilful,  weak,  and  apt  to  slide. 

5  But,  O  my  God  !  one  look  from  thee 

Subdues  the  disobedient  will, 
Drives  doubt  and  discontent  away, 
And  thy  rebellious  child  is  still. 


C.P.  M.  445.  Cotton. 

Contentment  and  Resignation. 

i   If  solid  happiness  we  prize, 

Within  our  breasts  the  jewel  lies  ; 

Nor  need  we  roam  abroad  : 
The  world  has  little  to  bestow  ; 
From  well-formed  hearts  our  joys  must  flow,- 

Hearts  that  delight  in  God. 

2  Then  let  us,  with  a  grateful  mind, 
Take  what  our  Father,  ever  kind, 

Doth  graciously  bestow  ; 
The  blessings  which  he  sends,  enjoy, 
And  in  his  praise  find  sweet  employ, 

From  whom  our  comforts  flow. 

3  To  be  resigned,  when  ills  betide, 
Patient,  when  favors  are  denied, 

And  pleased  with  favors  given,  — 

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This  is  the  wise,  the  virtuous  part ; 
This  is  that  incense  of  the  heart, 
Whose  fragrance  reaches  heaven. 

4  Thus  through  life's  changing  scenes  we  '11  go, 
Its  checkered  paths  of  joy  and  woe 

With  holy  care  we  '11  tread ; 
Q,uit  its  vain  scenes  without  a  tear, 
Without  a  trouble  or  a  fear, 

And  mingle  with  the  dead. 

5  For  conscience,  like  a  faithful  friend, 
Shall  through  the  gloomy  vale  attend, 

And  cheer  our  dying  breath  ; 
Shall,  when  all  other  comforts  cease, 
Like  a  kind  angel,  whisper  peace, 

And  smooth  the  bed  of  death. 

CM.  446.  Mrs.  Steele. 

God  our  Refuge  in  Trouble. 

i    Thou  Refuge  of  my  weary  soul, 
On  thee,  when  sorrows  rise, 
On  thee,  when  waves  of  trouble  roll, 
My  fainting  hope  relies. 

s   To  thee  I  tell  each  rising  grief, 
For  thou  alone  canst  heal  ; 
Thy  promises  can  bring  relief 
For  every  pain  I  feel. 

3   But  when  these  gloomy  doubts  prevail, 
I  fear  to  call  thee  mine  ; 
The  springs  of  comfort  seem  to  fail, 
And  all  my  hopes  decline. 

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4  Yet,  gracious  God,  where  shall  I  flee  ? 

Thou  art  my  only  trust  ; 
And  still  my  soul  would  rise  to  thee, 
Though  prostrate  in  the  dust. 

5  Hast  thou  not  bid  me  seek  thy  face  ? 

And  shall  I  seek  in  vain  ? 
And  can  the  ear  of  sovereign  grace 
Be  shut  when  I  complain  ? 

6  Thy  mercy-seat  is  open  still, 

There  shall  my  soul  retreat ; 
With  humble  hope  attend  thee  still, 
And  wait  beneath  thy  feet. 

CM.  447.  Exeter  Col. 

Trust  in  God  founded  on  the  Fear  of  God. 

i    Blest  is  the  man  who  fears  the  Lord  ; 
His  well  established  mind, 
In  every  varying  scene  of  life, 
Shall  true  composure  find. 

2  Oft  through  the  deep  and  stormy  sea 

The  heavenly  footsteps  lie  ; 
But  on  a  glorious  world  beyond 
His  faith  can  fix  its  eye. 

3  Though  dark  his  present  prospects  be, 

And  sorrows  round  him  dwell, 
Yet  hope  can  whisper  to  his  soul, 
That  all  shall  issue  well. 

4  Full  in  the  presence  of  his  God, 

Through  every  scene  he  goes  ; 
And,  fearing  him,  no  other  fear 
His  steadfast  bosom  knows. 


CHRISTIAN    PRINCIPLES    AND    SENTIMENTS. 

5   No  dangers  will  his  soul  alarm, 
No  gloomy  views  affright ; 
For  faith  assures  his  humble  heart 
Whatever  is,  is  right. 

CM.  448.  J.  Taylor. 

Trust  in  God  in  every  Vicissitude. 

i    Father  divine  !  before  thy  view 
All  worlds,  all  creatures,  lie  ; 
.No  distance  can  elude  thy  search, 
No  action  'scape  thine  eye. 

2  From  thee  our  vital  breath  we  drew  ; 

Our  childhood  was  thy  care  ; 
And  vigorous  youth,  and  feeble  age, 
Thy  kind  protection  share. 

3  Whate'er  we  do,  where'er  we  turn, 

Thy  ceaseless  bounty  flows  ; 
Oppressed  with  woe,  when  nature  faints, 
Thine  arm  is  our  repose. 

4  To  thee  we  look,  thou  Power  Supreme  ! 

O,  still  our  wants  supply  ! 
Safe  in  thy  presence  may  we  live, 
And  in  thy  favor  die. 

CM.  449.  Tate  &  P,i> a d v. 

God  the  Defence  of  the  Just.     Psalm  34. 

i    Through  all  the  changing  scenes  of  life, 
In  trouble  and  in  joy, 
The  praises  of  my  God  shall  still 
My  heart  and  tongue  employ. 


CHRISTIAN    PRINCIPLES    AND    SENTIMENTS. 

2  O,  magnify  the  Lord  with  me, 

With  me  exalt  his  name  ; 
When,  in  distress,  to  him  I  called, 
He  to  my  rescue  came. 

3  The  hosts  of  God  encamp  around 

The  dwellings  of  the  just ; 
Deliverance  he  affords  to  all 
Who  on  his  succour  trust. 

4  O,  make  but  trial  of  his  love, 

Experience  will  decide 
How  blest  they  are,  and  only  they, 
Who  in  his  truth  confide. 

5  Fear  him,  ye  saints,  and  you  will  then 

Have  nothing  else  to  fear  j 
Make  you  his  service  your  delight  ; 
He  '11  make  your  wants  his  care. 


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CM.  450.  Watts. 

The  Way  and  End  of  the  Righteous  and  of  the  Wicked.     Psalm  37. 

i    My  God,  the  steps  of  pious  men 
Are  ordered  by  thy  will  ; 
Though  they  should  fall,  they  rise  again  ; 
Thy  hand  supports  thern  still. 

2  The  Lord  delights  to  see  their  ways  ; 

Their  virtue  he  approves  ; 
He  '11  ne'er  deprive  them  of  his  grace. 
Nor  leave  the  men  he  loves. 

3  The  heavenly  heritage  is  theirs, 

Their  portion  and  their  home  ; 
He  feeds  them  now,  and  makes  them  heirs 
Of  blessings  long  to  come. 

4  The  haughty  sinner  have  I  seen, 

Nor  fearing  man  nor  God, 
Like  a  tall  bay-tree,  fair  and  green, 
Spreading  his  arms  abroad. 

5  And,  lo  !  he  vanished  from  the  ground, 

Destroyed  by  hands  unseen  ; 
Nor  root,  nor  branch,  nor  leaf,  was  found 
Where  all  that  pride  had  been. 

6  But  mark  the  man  of  righteousness  ; 

His  several  steps  attend  ; 
True  pleasure  runs  through  all  his  ways, 
And  peaceful  is  his  end. 

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CM.  451.  Tate  &  Brady, 

The  Righteous  blessed.      Psalm  119. 

i   How  blest  are  they,  who  always  keep 
The  pure  and  perfect  way  ! 
Who  never  from  the  sacred  paths 
Of  God's  commandments  stray  ! 

2  Thrice  blest,  who  to  his  righteous  laws 

Have  still  obedient  been  ; 
And  have,  with  fervent,  humble  zeal, 
His  favor  sought  to  win  ! 

3  Such  men  their  utmost  caution  use 

To  shun  each  wicked  deed, 

But  in  the  path  which  he  directs 

With  constant  care  proceed. 

4  Thou  strictly  hast  enjoined  us,  Lord, 

To  learn  thy  sacred  will, 
And  all  our  diligence  employ, 
Thy  statutes  to  fulfil. 

5  O,  then,  that  thy  most  holy  will 

Might  o'er  my  ways  preside  ! 
And  I  the  course  of  all  my  life 
By  thy  direction  guide  ! 

6  Then  with  assurance  should  I  walk, 

From  all  confusion  free, 
Convinced  with  joy,  that  all  my  ways, 
With  thy  commands  agree. 

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CM.  40^.  Scotch  Paraphrase. 

Contrast  of  the  Righteous  and  the  Wicked.     Psalm  1. 

i    That  man  hath  perfect  blessedness 

Who  walketh  not  astray 
In  counsel  of  ungodly  men, 

Nor  stands  in  sinners'  way, 
Nor  sitteth  in  the  scorner's  chair, 

But  placeth  his  delight 
Upon  God's  law,  and  meditates 

On  his  law  day  and  night. 

a   He  shall  be  like  a  tree  that  grows 

Near  planted  by  a  river, 
Which  in  his  season  yields  his  fruit, 

And  his  leaf  fadeth  never  : 
And  all  he  doth  shall  prosper  well  j 

The  wicked  are  not  so, 
But  like  they  are  unto  the  chaff, 

Which  wind  drives  to  and  fro. 

3   In  judgment,  therefore,  shall  not  stand 

Such  as  ungodly  are  ; 
Nor  in  the  assembly  of  the  just 

Shall  wicked  men  appear. 
For  why  ?     The  way  of  godly  men 

Unto  the  Lord  is  known  : 
Whereas  the  way  of  wicked  men 

Shall  quite  be  overthrown. 

CM.  453.  Liv.  R.  S.  Col. 

The  Condition  of  the  Righteous  alone  secure.     Psalm  1. 

i    Blest,  who  the  fellowship  of  sin 
Has  early  learnt  to  fly  ; 

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Who  hates  the  bold,  blaspheming  tongue, 
The  scorner's  vanity. 

2  The  word  to  man  divinely  given 

Employs  his  constant  care  ; 
The  busy  day,  the  wakeful  night, 
His  heavenly  study  share. 

3  As  the  fair  palm  in  fertile  fields, 

Where  gentle  springs  abound, 
In  youthful  vigor  freshly  blooms, 
And  towers  above  the  ground ; 

4  Long  years  increase  its  hardy  strength, 

And  rear  its  honors  high ; 
Firm  fixed  below,  it  braves  the  storm, 
Its  fruits  are  in  the  sky. 

5  Thus,  firm  in  faith,  the  virtuous  man 

Shall  rise  divinely  blest, 
The  storms  of  life  unshaken  bear, 
And  find  immortal  rest. 

6  But  sinners'  hopes,  unsound  as  chaff, 

Light  as  the  misty  air, 
Shall  fly  before  the  heavenly  wrath, 
And  end  in  deep  despair. 

CM.  454.  Burns. 

The  Way  of  the  Righteous  and  of  the  Wicked.     Psalm  1. 

i    That-  man,  in  life  wherever  placed, 
Has  happiness  in  store, 
Who  walks  not  in  the  wicked's  way 
Nor  learns  their  guilty  lore  ;  — 

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CHRISTIAN    RIGHTEOUSNESS. 

2  Nor  from  the  seat  of  scornful  pride 

Casts  forth  his  eyes  abroad, 
But  with  humility  and  awe 
Still  walks  before  his  God. 

3  That  man  shall  flourish  like  the  trees 

Which  by  the  streamlet  grow, 
Whose  fruitful  top  is  spread  on  high, 
And  firm  the  root  below. 

4  But  he  whose  blossom  buds  in  guilt 

Shall  to  the  ground  be  cast, 
And  like  the  rootless  stubble  tossed 
Before  the  sweeping  blast. 

5  For  God,  that  God  the  good  adore, 

Will  give  them  peace  and  joy  : 
But  all  the  hopes  of  wicked  men 
Will  utterly  destroy. 

CM.  455.  Tate  &  Brady  varied. 

The  Righteous  Man.     Psalm  15. 

i    Lord,  who  's  the  happy  man  that  may 
To  thy  blest  courts  repair  ? 
And,  whilst  he  bows  before  thy  throne, 
Shall  find  acceptance  there  ? 

2  'T  is  he,  whose  truly  honest  heart 

By  rules  of  virtue  moves  ; 
Whose  generous  tongue  disdains  to  speak 
The  thing  his  heart  disproves ;  — 

3  Who  never  will  a  slander  forge, 

His  neighbour's  fame  to  wound  ; 
Nor  hearken  to  a  false  report, 
By  malice  whispered  round  ;  — 


CHRISTIAN     RIGHTEOUSNESS. 

4  Who  vice,  when  dressed  in  pomp  and  power, 

Can  treat  with  just  neglect ; 
And  piety,  though  clothed  in  rags, 
Religiously  respect ;  — 

5  Who  to  his  plighted  vows  and  trust 

Has  ever  firmly  stood  ; 
And  though  he  promise  to  his  loss, 
He  makes  his  promise  good  ;  — 

6  Who  seeks  not  in  oppressive  ways 

His  treasure  to  employ  ; 
Whom  no  reward  can  ever  bribe 
The  guiltless  to  destroy. 

7  The  man,  who  by  his  steady  course 

Has  happiness  insured, 
When  earth's  foundations  shake,  shall  stand, 
By  Providence  secured. 


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L.  M.  456.  J.Scott. 

Justice. 

i   If  high  or  low  our  station  be, 
Of  noble  or  ignoble  name, 
By  uncorrupt  integrity. 

Thy  blessing,  Lord !  we  humbly  claim. 

2  The  upright  man  no  want  shall  fear  ; 

Thy  providence  shall  be  his  trust ; 
Thou  wilt  provide  his  portion  here, 
Thou  friend  and  guardian  of  the  just  ! 

3  May  we,  with  most  sincere  delight, 

To  all  the  debt  of  duty  pay  ; 
Tender  of  every  social  right, 
Obedient  to  thy  righteous  sway. 

4  Such  virtue  thou  wilt  not  forget, 

In  that  blest  world,  where  virtue  shares 
A  fit  reward  ;  though  not  of  debt, 

But  what  thy  boundless  grace  prepares. 

L.  M.  457.  Cotton. 

A  good  Conscience  the  best  Support. 

i    While  some  in  folly's  pleasures  roll, 
And  court  the  joys  which  hurt  the  soul, 
Be  mine  that  silent,  calm  repast, 
A  peaceful  conscience  to  the  last  ;  — 

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PARTICULAR    VIRTUES. 

2  That  tree,  which  bears  immortal  fruit, 
Without  a  canker  at  the  root ; 

That  friend,  who  never  fails  the  just, 
When  other  friends  betray  their  trust. 

3  With  this  companion  in  the  shade, 
My  soul  no  more  shall  be  dismayed, 
But  fearless  meet  the  midnight  gloom, 
And  the  pale,  monarch  of  the  tomb. 

4  Though  Heaven  afflict,  shall  I  repine  ? 
The  noblest  comforts  still  are  mine  ; 
Comforts  which  will  o'er  death  prevail, 
And  journey  with  me  through  the  vale. 

5  Amidst  the  various  scene  of  ills, 
Each  stroke  some  kind  design  fulfils  ; 
And  shall  I  murmur  at  my  God, 
When  love  supreme  directs  the  rod  ? 

6  His  hand  will  smooth  my  rugged  way, 
And  lead  me  to  the  realms  of  day,  — 
To  milder  skies  and  brighter  plains, 
Where  everlasting  pleasure  reigns. 

L.  M.  458.  Watts. 

The  Pleasures  of  a  good  Conscience. 

Lord,  how  secure  and  blest  are  they 
Who  feel  the  joys  of  pardoned  sin  ! 

Should  storms  of  wrath  shake  earth  and  sea, 
Their  minds  have  heaven  and  peace  within. 

The  day  glides  swiftly  o'er  their  heads, 

Made  up  of  innocence  and  love, 
And  soft  and  silent  as  the  shades 

Their  nightly  minutes  gently  move. 

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PARTICULAR    VIRTUES. 

3  Quick  as  their  thoughts  their  joys  come  on. 

But  fly  not  half  so  swift  away  ; 
Their  souls  are  ever  bright  as  noon, 
And  calm  as  summer  evenings  be. 

4  How  oft  they  look  to  the  heavenly  hills, 

Where  groves  of  living  pleasure  grow, 
And  longing  hopes  and  cheerful  smiles 
Sit  undisturbed  upon  their  brow  ! 

5  They  scorn  to  seek  our  golden  toys, 

But  spend  the  day,  and  share  the  night, 
In  numbering  o'er  the  richer  joys 

That  Heaven  prepares  for  their  delight. 

L.  M.  459.  J.  Scott. 

Toleration. 

i    All-seeing  God  !   't  is  thine  to  know 
The  springs  whence  wrong  opinions  flow  j 
To  judge,  from  principles  within, 
When  frailty  errs,  and  when  we  sin. 

2  Who  with  another's  eye  can  read  ? 
Or  worship  by  another's  creed  ? 
Revering  thy  command  alone, 
We  humbly  seek  and  use  our  own. 

3  If  wrong,  forgive  ;  accept,  if  right  ; 
While,  faithful,  we  obey  our  light, 
And,  censuring  none,  are  zealous  still 
To  follow,  as  to  learn,  thy  will. 

4  When  shall  our  happy  eyes  behold 
Thy  people  fashioned  in  thy  mould, 
And  charity  our  lineage  prove 
Derived  from  thee,  O  God  of  love  ? 


PARTICULAR    VIRTUES. 

CM.  460.  Watts. 

Sincerity  and  Hypocrisy. 

i   God  is  a  Spirit  just  and  wise  ; 
He  sees  our  inmost  mind  ; 
In  vain  to  heaven  we  raise  our  cries, 
And  leave  our  souls  behind. 

2  Nothing  but  truth  before  his  throne 

With  honor  can  appear  ; 
The  painted  hypocrites  are  known 
Through  the  disguise  they  wear. 

3  Their  lifted  eyes  salute  the  skies, 

Their  bending  knees  the  ground  ; 
But  God  abhors  the  sacrifice 
Where  not  the  heart  is  found. 

4  Lord,  search  my  thoughts,  and  try  my  ways, 

And  make  my  soul  sincere  ; 
Then  shall  I  stand  before  thy  face, 
And  find  acceptance  there. 

C.  M.  461.  Beddome. 

Sincerity  and  Self-Examination. 

i    Am  I  an  Israelite  indeed, 

Without  a  false  disguise  ? 
Have  I  renounced  my  sins,  and  left 
My  refuges  of  lies  ? 

2   Say,  does  my  heart  unchanged  remain, 
Or  is  it  formed  anew  ? 
What  is  the  rule  by  which  T  walk, 
The  object  I  pursue  ? 

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Cause  me,  O  God  of  truth  and  grace. 

My  real  state  to  know  ; 
If  I  am  wrong,  O,  set  me  right ! 

If  right,  preserve  me  so  ! 


l.  m.       462. 

Self-Examination. 

i    What  image  does  my  spirit  bear  ? 
Is  Jesus  formed,  and  living  there  ? 
Say,  do  his  lineaments  divine, 
In  thought,  and  word,  and  action  shine  ? 

2  Searcher  of  hearts  !  O,  search  me  still  ; 
The  secrets  of  my  soul  reveal  ; 

My  fears  remove  ;  let  me  appear 

To  God,  and  my  own  conscience,  clear. 

3  Scatter  the  clouds,  that,  o'er  my  head, 
Thick  glooms  of  dubious  terrors  spread ; 
Lead  me  into  celestial  day, 

And,  to  myself,  myself  display. 

4  May  I  at  that  blest  world  arrive, 

Where  Christ  through  all  my  soul  shall  live, 
And  give  full  proof  that  he  is  there, 
Without  one  gloomy  doubt  or  fear. 

7  s.  M.  4()0.  Madan's  Col. 

Prayer  for  Humility. 

i    Lord,  if  thou  thy  grace  impart, 
Poor  in  spirit,  meek  in  heart, 
We  shall,  as  our  Master,  be 
Rooted  in  humility  ;  — 

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PARTICULAR    VIRTUES. 


2  Simple,  teachable,  and  mild, 
Like  unto  a  little  child  ; 

Pleased  with  all  the  Lord  provides ; 
Weaned  from  all  the  world  besides. 

3  Father,  fix  our  souls  on  thee  j 
Every  evil  let  us  flee  ; 
Nothing  want,  beneath,  above, 
Happy  in  thy  precious  love. 

4  O  that  all  may  seek  and  find 
Every  good  in  Jesus  joined  ! 
Him  let  every  soul  adore, 
Trust  him,  praise  him,  evermore. 

L.  M.  464.'  Enfield. 

Humility. 

i    Wherefore  should  man,  frail  child  of  clay, 
Who,  from  the  cradle  to  the  shroud, 
Lives  but  the  insect  of  a  day,  — 

O,  why  should  mortal  man  be  proud  ? 

2   His  brightest  visions  just  appear, 

Then  vanish,  and  no  more  are  found  ; 
The  stateliest  pile  his  pride  can  rear, 
A  breath  may  level  with  the  ground. 


3 


By  doubt  perplexed,  in  error  lost, 

With  trembling  step  he  seeks  his  way  j 

How  vain  of  wisdom's  gift  the  boast ! 
Of  reason's  lamp  how  faint  the  ray  ! 

Follies  and  crimes,  a  countless  sum, 
•    Are  crowded  in  life's  little  span  ; 
How  ill,  alas  !  does  pride  become 
That  erring,  guilty  creature,  man  ! 

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PARTICULAR    VIRTUES. 

God  of  my  life  !  Father  divine  ! 

Give  me  a  meek  and  lowly  mind  ; 
In  modest  worth,  O,  let  me  shine, 

And  peace  in  humble  virtue  find  ! 

L.  M.  465.  Watts. 

The  Humble  and  Pure  accepted. 

Thus  saith  the  high  and  lofty  One  :  - 
"  I  sit  upon  my  holy  throne  ; 
My  name  is  God,  I  dwell  on  high, 
Dwell  in  my  own  eternity. 

"  But  I  descend  to  worlds  below  ; 
On  earth  I  have  a  mansion  too  ; 
The  humble  spirit,  and  contrite. 
Is  an  abode  of  my  delight. 

"  The  humble  soul  my  words  revive  ; 
I  bid  the  mourning  sinner  live  ; 
Heal  all  the  broken  hearts  I  find, 
And  ease  the  sorrows  of  the  mind. 

"  The  soul  that  seeks  me  shall  obtain 
Immortal  wealth  and  heavenly  gain  ; 
Eternal  life  is  his  reward,  — 
Life,  and  the  favor  of  the  Lord." 

L.  M.  466.  J.  Scott. 

Meekness. 

Happy  the  meek,  whose  gentle  breast, 
Clear  as  the  summer's  evening  ray, 

Calm  as  the  regions  of  the  blest, 
Enjoys  on  earth  celestial  day. 

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2  His  heart  no  broken  friendships  sting, 

No  storms  his  peaceful  tent  invade  ; 
He  rests  beneath  the  Almighty's  wing, 
Hostile  to  none,  of  none  afraid. 

3  Spirit  of  grace,  all  meek  and  mild  ! 

Inspire  our  breasts,  our  souls  possess  ; 
Repel  each  passion  rude  and  wild, 
And  bless  us;  as  we  aim  to  bless. 


L.  M.  4r  0  (  .  Doddridge. 

Patience. 

i    Wait  on  the  Lord,  ye  heirs  of  hope  ! 
And  let  his  word  support  your  soul : 
Well  can  he  bear  your  courage  up, 
And  all  your  foes  and  fears  control. 

2  He  waits  his  own  well-chosen  hour 

His  treasured  mercy  to  display  ; 
And  his  paternal  pity  moves, 

While  wisdom  dictates  the  delay. 

3  Blest  are  the  humble  souls,  that  wait 

With  sweet  submission  to  his  will ; 
Harmonious  all  their  passions  move, 
And  in  the  midst  of  storms  are  still  ;  — 

4  Still,  till  their  Father's  well-known  voice 

Wakens  their  silence  into  songs  ; 
Then  earth  grows  vocal  with  his  praise, 
And  heaven  the  grateful  shout  prolongs. 


PARTICULAR    VIRTUES. 

L.  M.  468.  Watts. 

The  Patience  of  Hope. 

i   What  sinners  value,  I  resign  ; 

Lord,  't  is  enough  that  thou  art  mine  ; 
I  shall  behold  thy  blissful  face, 
And  stand  complete  in  righteousness. 

2  This  life  's  a  dream,  an  empty  show  ; 
But  the  bright  world  to  which  I  go 
Hath  joys  substantial  and  sincere  ; 
When  shall  I  wake,  and  find  me  there  ? 

3  O  glorious  hour  !  O  blest  abode  ! 

1  shall  be  near  and  like  my  God ! 
And  flesh  and  sin  no  more  control 
The  sacred  pleasures  of  my  soul. 

4  My  flesh  shall  slumber  in  the  ground 
Till  the  last  trumpet's  joyful  sound  ; 
Then  burst  the  chains  with  sweet  surprise, 
And  in  my  Saviour's  image  rise. 

CM.  469.  Watts. 

Holy  Fortitude. 

i    Am  I  a  soldier  of  the  cross, 
A  follower  of  the  Lamb  ? 
And  shall  I  fear  to  own  his  cause, 
Or  blush  to  speak  his  name  ? 

2  Must  I  be  carried  to  the  skies 

On  flowery  beds  of  ease, 
While  others  fought  to  win  the  prize, 
And  sailed  through  bloody  seas  ? 

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Sure  I  must  fight  if  I  would  reign ; 

Increase  my  courage,  Lord  ; 
I  '11  bear  the  toil,  endure  the  pain, 

Supported  by  thy  word. 

Thy  saints,  in  all  this  glorious  war, 
Shall  conquer,  though  they  die  ; 

They  see  the  triumph  from  afar, 
And  seize  it  with  their  eye. 


L.  M.  470.  Watts. 

Holiness  and  Grace. 

So  let  our  lips  and  lives  express 
The  holy  gospel  we  profess, 
So  let  our  works  and  virtues  shine, 
To  prove  the  doctrine  all  divine. 

Thus  shall  we  best  proclaim  abroad 
The  honors  of  our  Saviour,  God, 
When  the  salvation  reigns  within, 
And  grace  subdues  the  power  of  sin. 

Our  flesh  and  sense  must  be  denied, 
Passion  and  envy,  lust  and  pride, 
While  justice,  temperance,  truth,  and  love 
Our  inward  piety  approve. 

Religion  bears  our  spirits  up, 
While  we  expect  that  blessed  hope, 
The  bright  appearance  of  the  Lord, 
And  faith  stands  leaning  on  his  word. 


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CM.  4:  #   JL  .  Doddridge  varied. 

Christian  Watchfulness. 

i    Awake,  my  drowsy  soul,  awake, 
And  view  the  threatening  scene  : 
Legions  of  foes  encamp  around, 
And  treachery  lurks  within. 

2  'T  is  not  this  mortal  life  alone 

These  enemies  assail  : 
How  canst  thou  hope  for  future  bliss 
If  their  attempts  prevail  ? 

3  Now  to  the  work  of  God  awake  ; 

Behold  thy  Master  near  ; 
The  various,  arduous  task  pursue 
With  vigor  and  with  fear. 

4  The  awful  register  goes  on, 

The  account  will  surely  come  ; 
And  opening  day,  or  closing  night, 
May  bear  me  to  my  doom. 

5  Tremendous  thought !  how  deep  it  strikes ! 

Yet  like  a  dream  it  flies, 
Till  God's  own  voice  the  slumbers  chase 
From  these  deluded  eyes. 

CM.  472.  CWesley. 

Watchfulness. 

i    I  want  a  principle  within 
Of  jealous,  godly  fear  ; 
A  sensibility  of  sin, 
A  pain  to  find  it  near. 

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PARTICULAR    VIRTUES. 

2  I  want  the  first  approach  to  feel 

Of  pride,  or  fond  desire  ; 
To  catch  the  wandering  of  my  will, 
And  quench  the  kindling  fire. 

3  From  thee  that  I  no  more  may  part. 

No  more  thy  goodness  grieve, 
The  filial  awe,  the  fleshly  heart, 
The  tender  conscience,  give. 

4  Quick  as  the  apple  of  an  eye, 

O  God  !  my  conscience  make  ; 
Awake  my  soul  when  sin  is  nigh, 
And  keep  it  still  awake. 

L.  M.  4:  /  O  .  Mrs.  Steele. 

The  Christian's  Resolution. 

i   Ah,  wretched  souls,  who  strive  in  vain, 
Slaves  to  the  world,  and  slaves  to  sin ! 
A  nobler  toil  may  I  sustain, 
A  nobler  satisfaction  win. 

2  May  I  resolve  with  all  my  heart, 

With  all  my  powers,  to  serve  the  Lord, 
Nor  from  his  precepts  e'er  depart, 
Whose  service  is  a  rich  reward. 

3  O,  be  his  service  all  my  joy  ; 

Around  let  my  example  shine, 
Till  others  love  the  blest  employ, 
And  join  in  labors  so  divine. 

4  Be  this  the  purpose  of  my  soul, 

My  solemn,  my  determined  choice, 
To  yield  to  his  supreme  control, 
And  in  his  kind  commands  rejoice. 


PARTICULAR    VIRTUES. 

5   O,  may  I  never  faint  nor  tire, 

Nor,  wandering,  leave  his  sacred  ways  ; 
Great  God,  accept  my  soul's  desire, 
And  give  me  strength  to  live  thy  praise. 

C.  M.  474.  J.  Nbwtok. 

True  and  False  Zeal. 

i    Zeal  is  that  pure  and  heavenly  flame 
The  fire  of  love  supplies ; 
While  that  which  often  bears  the  name 
Is  self  in  a  disguise. 

2  True  zeal  is  merciful  and  mild, 

Can  pity  and  forbear  ; 
The  false  is  headstrong,  fierce,  and  wild, 
And  breathes  revenge  and  war. 

3  While  zeal  for  truth  the  Christian  warms, 

He  knows  the  worth  of  peace  ; 
But  self  contends  for  names  and  forms, 
Its  party  to  increase. 

4  Self  may  its  poor  reward  obtain, 

And  be  applauded  here  ; 
But  zeal  the  best  applause  will  gain 
When  Jesus  shall  appear. 

CM.  475.  Watts. 

Humility  and  Submission. 

i    Is  there  ambition  in  my  heart  ? 
Search,  gracious  God,  and  see  ; 
Or  do  I  act  a  haughty  part  ? 
Lord,  I  appeal  to  thee. 


PARTICULAR    VIRTUES. 

2  I  charge  my  thoughts,  be  humble  still, 

And  all  my  carriage  mild  ; 
Content,  my  Father,  with  thy  will, 
And  quiet  as  a  child. 

3  The  patient  soul,  the  lowly  mind, 

Shall  have  a  large  reward  : 
Let  saints  in  sorrow  lie  resigned, 
And  trust"  a  faithful  Lord. 

CM.  4:  /  0 .  Doddridge  varied. 

Zeal  and  Vigor  in  the  Christian  Race. 

i   Awake,  my  soul !  stretch  every  nerve, 
And  press  with  vigor  on  : 
A  heavenly  race  demands  thy  zeal, 
And  an  immortal  crown. 

2  A  cloud  of  witnesses  around 

Hold  thee  in  full  survey  : 
Forget  the  steps  already  trod, 
And  onward  urge  thy  way. 

3  'T  is  God's  all-animating  voice 

That  calls  thee  from  on  high  ; 
'T  is  his  own  hand  presents  the  prize 
To  thine  aspiring  eye  ;  — 

4  That  prize,  with  peerless  glories  bright, 

Which  shall  new  lustre  boast, 
When  victors'  wreaths  and  monarchs'  gems 
Shall  blend  in  common  dust. 

5  My  soul,  with  all  thy  wakened  powers, 

Survey  the  immortal  prize  ; 
Nor  let  the  glittering  toys  of  earth 
Allure  thy  wandering  eyes. 


PARTICULAR    VIRTUES. 

L.  M.  477.  Watts. 

The  Christian  Race. 

i    Awake,  our  souls,  away,  our  fears  ; 

Let  every  trembling  thought  be  gone  ; 
Awake,  and  run  the  heavenly  race, 
And  put  a  cheerful  courage  on. 

2  True,  't  is  a  strait  and  thorny  road, 

And  mortal  spirits  tire  and  faint  ; 
But  they  forget  the  mighty  God 

That  feeds  the  strength  of  every  saint  ; 

3  The  mighty  God,  whose  matchless  power 

Is  ever  new  and  ever  young, 
And  firm  endures  while  endless  years 
Their  everlasting  circles  run. 

4  From  thee,  the  overflowing  spring, 

Our  souls  shall  drink  a  fresh  supply, 

While  such  as  trust  their  native  strength 

Shall  melt  away,  and  droop,  and  die. 

5  Swift  as  an  eagle  cuts  the  air, 

We  '11  mount  aloft  to  thine  abode  ; 
On  wings  of  love  our  souls  shall  fly, 
Nor  tire  amidst  the  heavenly  road. 

CM.  478.  Watts. 

Want  of  Religious  Zeal  lamented. 

i    Long  have  I  sat  beneath  the  sound 
Of  thy  salvation,  Lord  ; 
But  still  how  weak  my  faith  is  found, 
And  knowledge  of  thy  word  ! 

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PARTICULAR     VIRTUES. 

2  Oft  I  frequent  thy  holy  place, 

And  hear  almost  in  vain  ; 
How  small  a  portion  of  thy  grace 
My  memory  can  retain  ! 

3  How  cold  and  feeble  is  my  love  ! 

How  negligent  my  fear  ! 
How  low  my  hope  of  joys  above  ! 
How  few  affections  there  ! 

4  Great  God,  thy  sovereign  power  impart, 

To  give  thy  word  success  ; 
Write  thy  salvation  in  my  heart, 
And  make  me  learn  thy  grace. 

5  Show  my  forgetful  feet  the  way 

That  leads  to  joys  on  high ; 
There  knowledge  grows  without  decay, 
And  love  shall  never  die. 

S.  M.  479.  Moravian. 

The  Christian  encouraged. 

Give  to  the  winds  thy  fears  ; 
Hope,  and  be  undismayed  ; 
God  hears  thy  sighs,  and  counts  thy  tears ; 
God  shall  lift  up  thy  head. 

Through  waves,  through  clouds,  and  storms. 
He  gently  clears  thy  way  ; 
Wait  thou  his  time  ;  so  shall  the  night 
Soon  end  in  joyous  day. 

He  everywhere  hath  rule, 
And  all  things  serve  his  might  ; 
His  every  act  pure  blessing  is, 
His  path  unsullied  light. 

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PARTICULAR    VIRTUES. 

4  Thou  comprehend'st  him  not ; 
Yet  earth  and  heaven  tell, 

God  sits  as  Sovereign  on  the  throne  ; 
He  ruleth  all  things  well. 

5  Thou  seest  our  weakness,  Lord  ; 
Our  hearts  are  known  to  thee  ; 

O,  lift  thou  up  the  sinking  hand, 
Confirm  the  feeble  knee  ! 

6  Let  us,  in  life  or  death, 
Boldly  thy  truth  declare, 

And  publish,  with  our  latest  breath, 
Thy  love  and  guardian  care. 

L.  M.  480.  Sir  H.  Wotton. 

The  Character  of  a  happy  Life. 

i    How  happy  is  he  born  and  taught, 
That  serveth  not  another's  will, 
Whose  armour  is  his  honest  thought, 
And  simple  truth  his  utmost  skill  ! 

2  Whose  passions  not  his  masters  are, 

Whose  soul  is  still  prepared  for  death, 
Untied  unto  the  world  by  care 

Of  public  fame,  or  private  breath  ;  — 

3  Who  envies  none  that  chance  doth  raise, 

Nor  vice  hath  ever  understood, 
How  deepest  wounds  are  given  by  praise, 
Nor  rules  of  state,  but  rules  of  good  ;  — 

4  Who  hath  his  life  from  rumors  freed  ; 

Whose  conscience  is  his  strong  retreat ; 
Whose  state  can  neither  flatterers  feed, 
Nor  ruin  make  oppressors  great  ;  — 

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PARTICULAR    VIRTUES. 

Who  God  doth  late  and  early  pray- 
More  of  his  grace  than  gifts  to  lend, 

And  entertains  the  harmless  day 
With  a  religions  book  or  friend  ;  — 

This  man  is  freed  from  servile  bands 
Of  hope  to  rise,  or  fear  to  fall ; 

Lord  of  himself,  though  not  of  lands, 
And  having  nothing,  yet  hath  all. 


L.  M.  481.  Watts. 

Retirement  and  Meditation. 

i   My  God  !  permit  me  not  to  be 
A  stranger  to  myself  and  thee  ; 
Amidst  a  thousand  thoughts  I  rove, 
Forgetful  of  my  highest  love. 

2  Why  should  my  passions  mix  with  earth, 
And  thus  debase  my  heavenly  birth  ? 
Why  should  I  cleave  to  things  below, 
And  let  my  God,  my  Saviour,  go  ? 

3  Call  me  away  from  flesh  and  sense, 

One  sovereign  word  can  draw  me  thence  j 
I  would  obey  the  voice  divine, 
And  all  inferior  joys  resign. 

4  Be  earth,  with  all  her  scenes,  withdrawn  ; 
Let  noise  and  vanity  be  gone  j 

In  secret  silence  of  the  mind, 

My  heaven,  and  there  my  God,  I  find. 


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PARTICULAR    VIRTUES. 

L.  M.  482.  Noel. 

Meditation  in  the  Night  Watches. 

i    When  restless  on  my  bed  I  lie, 

Still  courting  sleep,  which  still  will  fly, 
Then  may  reflection's  brighter  power 
Illume  the  lonely  midnight  hour. 

2  If  hushed  the  breeze,  and  calm  the  tide, 
Soft  will  the  stream  of  memory  glide, 
And  all  the  past,  a  living  train, 

In  sweet  remembrance  live  again. 

3  Perhaps  before  my  soul  appears 
The  faithful  friend  of  early  years, 
Who  taught  my  first  desires  to  rise, 
And  seek  their  treasure  in  the  skies. 

4  If  loud  the  wind,  the  tempest  high, 
If  darkness  wraps  the  sounding  sky, 
I  muse  on  life's  tempestuous  sea, 
And  sigh,  O  Lord,  to  come  to  thee. 

5  Tossed  on  the  deep  and  swelling  wave, 
O,  mark  my  trembling  soul,  and  save  ; 
Conduct  me  through  the  angry  sea, 
To  find  my  rest  and  heaven  in  thee. 

L.  M.  4:00.  Christian  Disciple. 

Encouragement  to  the  suffering  Christian. 

i    Faint  not,  poor  traveller,  though  thy  way 
Be  rough,  like  that  thy  Saviour  trod  ; 
Though  cold  and  stormy  lower  the  day, 
This  path  of  suffering  leads  to  God. 

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2  Nay,  sink  not,  though  from  every  limb 

Are  starting  drops  of  toil  and  pain  ; 
Thou  dost  but  share  the  lot  of  him, 
With  whom  his  followers  are  to  reign. 

3  Christian  !  thy  friend,  thy  master,  prayed, 

While  dread  and  anguish  shook  his  frame  j 
Then  met  his  sufferings  undismayed  ; 
Wilt  thou  not  strive  to  do  the  same  ? 

4  O,  think'st  thou  that  his  Father's  love 

Shone  round  him  then  with  fainter  rays 
Than  now,  when,  throned  all  height  above, 
Unceasing  voices  hymn  his  praise  ? 

5  Go,  sufferer,  calmly  meet  the  woes 

W^hich  God's  own  mercy  bids  thee  bear, 
Then,  rising  as  thy  Saviour  rose. 
Go,  his  eternal  victory  share. 

S.  M.  484.  Watts. 

Communion  of  Saints.     Psalm  133. 

i      Blest  are  the  sons  of  peace, 
Whose  hearts  and  hopes  are  one, 
Whose  kind  designs  to  serve  and  please 
Through  all  their  actions  run. 

2  Blest  is  the  pious  house 
Where  zeal  and  friendship  meet 

Their  songs  of  praise,  their  mingled  vows, 
Make  their  communion  sweet. 

3  Thiis,  on  the  heavenly  hills, 
The  saints  are  blest  above, 

Where  joy  like  morning  dew  distils, 
And  all  the  air  is  love. 


PARTICULAR    VIRTUES. 

L.  M.  485.  Keble. 

"  Not  that  thou  shouldest  take  them  out  of  the  world,  but  keep  them  from  the  evil. 

i    Sweet  is  the  bliss  of  souls  serene, 

When  they  have  sworn,  and  steadfast  mean, 
Counting  the  cost,  in  all  to  espy 
Their  God,  in  all  themselves  deny. 

2  O,  could  we  learn  that  sacrifice, 
What  lights  would  all  around  us  rise  ! 
How  would  our  hearts  with  wisdom  talk, 
Along  life's  dullest,  dreariest  walk  ! 

3  We  need  not  bid,  for  cloistered  cell, 
Our  neighbour  and  our  work  farewell, 
Nor  strive  to  wind  ourselves  too  high 
For  sinful  man  beneath  the  sky  : 

4  The  trivial  round,  the  common  task, 
Would  furnish  all  we  ought  to  ask ;  — 
Room  to  deny  ourselves  ;  a  road 

To  bring  us,  daily,  nearer  God. 


S.  M.  486.  C.  Wesley. 

Watching,  Prayer,  and  Perseverance. 


A  charge  to  keep  I  have, 

A  God  to  glorify, 
A  never  dying  soul  to  save, 

And  fit  it  for  the  sky ; 

To  serve  the  present  age, 

My  calling  to  fulfil  : 
O,  may  it  all  my  powers  engage 

To  do  my  Master's  will  ! 

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PARTICULAR    VIRTUES. 

Arm  me  with  jealous  care, 

As  in  thy  sight  to  live  ; 
And,  0,  thy  servant,  Lord,  prepare 

The  strict  account  to  give  : 

Help  me  to  watch  and  pray, 

And  on  thyself  rely, 
Assured,  if  I  my  trust  betray, 

I  shall  forsaken  die. 


CM.  487.  Doddridge. 

Being  in  the  Fear  of  God  all  the  Day  long.     Prov.  xxiii.  17. 

i    Thrice  happy  souls,  who,  born  from  heaven 
While  yet  they  sojourn  here, 
Thus  all  their  days  with  God  begin, 
And  spend  them  in  his  fear  ! 

2  So  may  our  eyes  with  holy  zeal 

Prevent  the  dawning  day  ; 
And  turn  the  sacred  pages  o'er, 
And  praise  thy  name  and  pray. 

3  'Midst  hourly  cares  may  love  present 

Its  incense  to  thy  throne, 
And,  while  the  world  our  hands  employs, 
Our  hearts  be  thine  alone. 

4  As  sanctified  to  noblest  ends, 

Be  each  refreshment  sought  ; 
And  by  each  various  providence 
Some  wise  instruction  brought ! 

5  When  to  laborious  duties  called, 

Or  by  temptations  tried, 
We  '11  seek  the  shelter  of  thy  wings, 
And  in  thy  strength  confide. 

32  *  37? 


PARTICULAR    VIRTUES. 

6  As  different  scenes  of  life  arise, 

Our  grateful  hearts  would  be 
With  thee,  amidst  the  social  band, 
In  solitude  with  thee. 

7  At  night  we  lean  our  weary  heads 

On  thy  paternal  breast ; 
And,  safely  folded  in  thine  arms, 
Resign  our  powers  to  rest. 

8  In  solid,  pure  delights,  like  these, 

Let  all  our  days  be  past ; 
Nor  shall  we  then  impatient  wish, 
Nor  shall  we  fear,  the  last. 

L.  M.  4oO.  Mrs.  Barbauld. 

The  Christian  Warfare. 

i    Awake,  my  soul  !  lift  up  thine  eyes, 
See  where  thy  foes  against  thee  rise, 
In  long  array,  a  numerous  host  ; 
Awake,  my  soul !  or  thou  art  lost. 

2  Here  giant  Danger  threatening  stands, 
Mustering  his  pale,  terrific  bands  ; 
There  Pleasure's  silken  banners  spread, 
And  willing  souls  are  captive  led. 

3  See  where  rebellious  passions  rage, 
And  fierce  desires  and  lusts  engage  ; 
The  meanest  foe  of  all  the  train 

Has  thousands  and  ten  thousands  slain. 

4  Thou  treadst  upon  enchanted  ground, 
Perils  and  snares  beset  thee  round  ; 
Beware  of  all,  guard  every  part, 

But  most,  the  traitor  in  thy  heart. 

3?8 


PARTICULAR    VIRTUES. 

5  Come,  then,  my  soul,  now  learn  to  wield 
The  weight  of  thine  immortal  shield. 
Put  on  the  armour  from  above, 

Of  heavenly  truth  and  heavenly  love. 

6  The  terror  and  the  charm  repel, 

And  powers  of  earth  and  powers  of  hell  ; 
The  Man  of  Calvary  triumphed  here  ; 
Why  should  his  faithful  followers  fear  ? 

S.  M.  489.  Watts. 

Preserving  Grace. 

i      To  God,  the  only  wise, 
Our  Saviour  and  our  King, 
Let  all  the  saints  below  the  skies 
Their  humble  praises  bring. 

2  'T  is  his  almighty  love, 
His  counsel  and  his  care, 

Preserves  us  safe  from  sin  and  death, 
And  every  hurtful  snare. 

3  He  will  present  our  souls, 
Unblemished  and  complete. 

Before  the  glory  of  his  face, 
With  joys  divinely  great. 

4  Then  all  the  chosen  seed 
Shall  meet  around  the  throne, 

Shall  bless  the  conduct  of  his  grace, 
And  make  his  wonders  known. 

5  To  our  Redeemer,  God, 
Wisdom  and  power  belongs, 

Immortal  crowns  of  majesty, 
And  everlasting  songs. 

379 


PARTICULAR    VIRTUES. 

L.  M.  490.  Watts. 

No  Rest  on  Earth. 

i    Man  has  a  soul  of  vast  desires  ; 
He  burns  within  with  restless  fires  ; 
Tossed  to  and  fro,  his  passions  fly 
From  vanity  to  vanity. 

2  In  vain  on  earth  we  hope  to  find 
Some  solid  good  to  fill  the  mind  ; 
We  try  new  pleasures,  but  we  feel 
The  inward  thirst  and  torments  still. 

3  So,  when  a  raging  fever  burns, 

He  shifts  from  side  to  side  by  turns  ; 

And  't  is  a  poor  relief  we  gain, 

To  change  the  place,  but  keep  the  pain. 

4  Great  God  !  subdue  this  vicious  thirst, 
This  love  to  vanity  and  dust ; 

Cure  the  vile  fever  of  the  mind, 
And  feed  our  souls  with  joys  refined. 

7  s.  M.  4:  u  JL  .  Beaumont. 

Inward  Peace. 

i    As  earth's  pageant  passes  by, 
Let  reflection  turn  thine  eye 
Inward,  and  observe  thy  breast  ; 
There  alone  dwells  solid  rest. 

2   That  's  a  close-immured  tower, 
Which  can  mock  all  hostile  power  ; 
To  thyself  a  tenant  be, 
And  inhabit  safe  and  free. 


PARTICULAR     VIRTUES. 

Say  not  that  this  house  is  small, 
Girt  up  in  a  narrow  wall ; 
In  a  cleanly,  sober  mind, 
Heaven  itself  full  room  doth  find. 

The  infinite  Creator  can 
Dwell  in  it ;  and  may  not  man  ? 
Here,  content,  make  thy  abode 
With  thyself  and  with  thy  God. 


SPIRITUAL  CULTURE. 

S.  M.  4tt/^.  Montgomery. 


i      Sow  in  the  morn  thy  seed, 
At  eve  hold  not  thy  hand  ; 
To  doubt  and  fear  give  thou  no  heed  ; 
Broad-cast  it  o'er  the  land. 

2  The  good,  the  fruitful  ground, 
Expect  not  here  nor  there  ; 

O'er  hill  and  dale,  by  plots,  't  is  found  ; 
Go  forth,  then,  everywhere. 

3  Thou  know'st  not  which  may  thrive, 
The  late  or  early  sown  ; 

Grace  keeps  the  precious  germs  alive, 
When  and  wherever  strown. 

4  Thou  canst  not  toil  in  vain  ; 
Cold,  heat,  and  moist,  and  dry 

Shall  foster  and  mature  the  grain, 
For  garners  in  the  sky. 

CM.  ^l/O.  Frothingham. 

Sowing  of  the  Seed. 

Thine,  Lord,  these  heavens  on  high, 
And  thine  this  earth  around  ; 

Thy  goodness  travels  through  the  sky, 
And  blossoms  from  the  ground. 

Thine,  too,  the  human  soul, 

With  heights  and  breadths  unknown, 

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SPIRITUAL    CULTURE. 

The  rays  and  drops  at  thy  control. 
And  seed  and  sod  thine  own. 

But  man  must  watch  and  toil 
For  fruits  that  thrive  below,  — 

And  dress  and  keep  that  dearer  soil, 
Whence  life  or  death  shall  grow. 

Sow  in  our  hearts  thy  word, 
And  heavenly  influence  send  ; 

And  teach  us  all,  as  servants,  Lord, 
To  labor  and  depend. 


HUMAN   LIFE. 
CM.  494.  Watts. 

The  Vanity  of  Man  as  Mortal.    Psalm  39. 

i    Teach  me  the  measure  of  my  days, 
Thou  Maker  of  my  frame  ; 
I  would  survey  life's  narrow  space, 
And  learn  how  frail  I  am. 

2  A  span  is  all  that  we  can  boast, 

An  inch  or  two  of  time ; 
Man  is  but  vanity  and  dust 
In  all  his  flower  and  prime. 

3  See  the  vain  race  of  mortals  move 

Like  shadows  o'er  the  plain  ; 
They  rage  and  strive,  desire  and  love, 
But  all  the  noise  is  vain. 

4  Some  walk  in  honor's  gaudy  show  ; 

Some  dig  for  golden  ore  ; 
They  toil  for  heirs  they  know  not  who, 
And  straight  are  seen  no  more. 

5  What  should  I  wish  or  wait  for,  then, 

From  creatures,  earth  and  dust  ? 
They  make  our  expectations  vain, 
And  disappoint  our  trust. 

S.  M.  495.  Doddridge. 

The  Uncertainty  of  Life. 

i      To-morrow,  Lord,  is  thine, 
Lodged  in  thy  sovereign  hand  ; 

38  l 


HUMAN    LIFE. 

And  if  its  sun  arise  and  shine. 
It  shines  by  thy  command. 

a      The  present  moment  flies, 
And  bears  our  life  away  ; 
O,  make  thy  servants  truly  wise, 
That  they  may  live  to-day. 

3  One  thing  demands  our  care  ; 
O,  be  it  still  pursued, 

Lest,  slighted  once,  the  season  fair 
Should  never  be  renewed. 

4  To  Jesus  may  we  fly, 
Swift  as  the  morning  light, 

Lest  life's  young,  golden  beams  should  die 
In  sudden,  endless  night. 


L.  M.  41/(3.  Doddridge. 

The  Wisdom  of  redeeming  Time. 

i   God  of  eternity,  from  thee 

Did  infant  Time  his  being  draw  ; 
Moments  and  days,  and  months  and  years, 
Revolve  by  thine  unvaried  law. 

2  Silent  and  slow  they  glide  away  ; 

Steady  and  strong  the  current  flows, 
Lost  in  eternity's  wild  sea, 

The  boundless  gulf,  from  whence  it  rose. 

3  With  it  the  thoughtless  sons  of  men 

Before  the  rapid  stream  are  borne 
On  to  that  everlasting  home, 

Whence  not  one  soul  can  e'er  return. 

33  3*5 


HUMAN    LIFE. 

4  Yet  while  the  shore,  on  either  side, 

Presents  a  gaudy,  nattering  show, 
We  gaze,  in  fond  amusement  lost, 
Nor  think  to  what  a  world  we  go. 

5  Great  Source  of  wisdom,  teach  my  heart 

To  know  the  price  of  every  hour  ; 
That  time  may  bear  me  on  to  joys 
Beyond  its  measure  and  its  power. 

L.  M.  497.  J.  Taylor. 

True  Length  of  Life. 

i    Like  shadows  gliding  o'er  the  plain, 
Or  clouds  that  roll  successive  on, 
Man's  busy  generations  pass, 

And,  while  we  gaze,  their  forms  are  gone. 

2  Vain  was  the  boast  of  lengthened  years, 

The  patriarch's  full  maturity  ; 
'T  was  but  a  larger  drop  to  swell 
The  ocean  of  eternity. 

3  "  He  lived,  —  he  died  "  ;  behold  the  sum, 

The  abstract  of  the  historian's  page  ! 
Alike,  in  God's  all-seeing  eye, 

The  infant's  day,  the  patriarch's  age. 

4  0  Father,  in  whose  mighty  hand 

The  boundless  years  and  ages  lie, 
Teach  us  thy  boon  of  life  to  prize, 
And  use  the  moments  as  they  fly  :  — 

5  To  crowd  the  narrow  span  of  life 

With  wise  designs  and  virtuous  deeds  ; 
So  shall  we  wake  from  death's  dark  night 
To  share  the  glory  that  succeeds. 


HUMAN    LIFE. 

L.  M.  498.  J.  Scott. 

The  Importance  of  Time. 

i    Time,  time,  how  few  thy  value  weigh  ! 
How  few  will  estimate  a  day  ! 
Days,  months,,  and  years  keep  rolling  on, 
The  soul  neglected  and  undone. 

2  In  painful  cares,  or  empty  joys, 
Our  life  its  precious  hours  destroys  ; 
While  death  stands  watching  at  our  side, 
Eager  to  stop  the  living  tide. 

3  Was  it  for  this,  ye  mortal  race, 
The  Maker  gave  you  here  a  place  ? 
Was  it  for  this  his  thought  designed 
The  frame  of  your  immortal  mind  ? 

4  For  lofty  cares,  for  joys  sublime, 
He  fashioned  you  the  sons  of  time  ; 
Pilgrims  of  time,  ere  long  to  be 
The  dwellers  in  eternity. 

5  This  season  of  your  being,  know, 
Is  portioned  you  your  seeds  to  sow  ; 
Wisdom's  and  folly's  differing  grain 
In  future  worlds  is  bliss  and  pain. 

6  Be  warned  ;  each  night  the  day  review  ; 
Idle  or  busy,  search  it  through  j 

And  while  probation's  minutes  last, 
Let  every  day  amend  the  past. 


387 


HUMAN    LIFE. 

L.  M.  4:  t/  1/  .  Watts  varied. 

Life  the  Day  of  Grace. 

i    Life  is  the  time  to  serve  the  Lord, 
The  time  to  insure  the  great  reward  ; 
And  while  the  lamp  holds  out  to  burn, 
The  vilest  sinner  may  return. 

2  Life  is  the  season  God  has  given 
To  fit  us  for  the  joys  of  heaven  ; 
That  day  of  grace  fleets  fast  away, 
And  none  its  rapid  course  can  stay. 

3  Then  what  our  thoughts  design  to  do, 
Let  us  with  all  our  might  pursue  ; 
And  wisely  every  hour  employ, 
That  faith  and  hope  may  turn  to  joy. 

L.  M.  500.  Exeter  Col. 

The  Day  of  Life  declining. 

i    The  short-lived  day  declines  in  haste  ; 
The  night  of  death  approaches  fast  ; 
With  rapid  speed  the  moments  run, 
In  which  the  work  of  life  is  done. 

2   With  willing  hearts  and  active  hands, 
Lord !  may  we  practise  thy  commands, 
Improve  the  moments  as  they  fly, 
And  live  as  we  would  wish  to  die. 

L.  M.  U\J  1  .  Doddridge. 

This  Life  leading  to  another. 

i    Behold  the  path  that  mortals  tread 
Down  to  the  regions  of  the  dead  ; 

388 


HUMAN    LIFE. 


Nor  will  the  fleeting  moments  stay, 
Nor  can  we  measure  back  our  way. 

2  Our  kindred  and  our  friends  are  gone  ; 
Know,  O  my  soul,  this  doom  thy  own  ; 
Feeble  as  theirs  my  mortal  frame, 

The  same  my  way,  my  house  the  same. 

3  From  vital  air,  from  cheerful  light, 
To  the  cold  grave's  perpetual  night, 
From  scenes  of  duty,  means  of  grace, 
Must  I  to  God's  tribunal  pass. 

4  Awake,  my  soul  ;  thy  way  prepare, 
And  lose  in  this  each  mortal  care  ; 
With  steady  feet  that  path  be  trod, 
Which  through  the  grave  conducts  to  God. 


CM.  502.  Mekrick. 

The  Trials  of  Virtue. 

i    Placed  on  the  verge  of  youth,  my  mind 
Life's  opening  scene  surveyed  ; 
I  viewed  its  ills  of  various  kinds, 
Afflicted  and  afraid. 

2  But  chief  my  fear  the  dangers  moved 

That  virtue's  path  inclose  ; 
My  heart  the  wise  pursuit  approved. 
But,  O,  what  toils  oppose  ! 

3  For,  see,  while  yet  her  unknown  ways 

With  doubtful  step  I  tread, 
A  hostile  world  its  terrors  raise. 
Its  snares  delusive  spread. 

33  *  389 


HUMAN    LIFE. 

4  O,  how  shall  I,  with  heart  prepared, 

Those  terrors  learn  to  meet  ? 
How  from  the  thousand  snares  to  guard 
My  inexperienced  feet  ? 

5  Let  faith  suppress  each  rising  fear, 

Each  anxious  doubt  exclude  ; 
My  Maker's  will  has  placed  me  here, 
A  Maker  wise  and  good. 

6  He  to  my  every  trial  knows 

Its  just  restraint  to  give  ; 
Attentive  to  behold  my  woes, 
And  faithful  to  relieve. 

7  Though  griefs  unnumbered  throng  thee  round, 

Still  in  thy  God  confide, 
Whose  finger  marks  the  seas  their  bound, 
And  curbs  the  rolling  tide. 

CM.  5 UO.  Olkey  Hymns. 

Instability  of  Worldly  Enjoyments. 

i    The  evils  that  beset  our  path, 
Who  can  prevent  or  cure  ? 
We  stand  upon  the  brink  of  death, 
When  most  we  seem  secure. 

2  If  we  to-day  sweet  peace  possess, 

It  soon  may  be  withdrawn  ; 
Some  change  may  plunge  us  in  distress 
Before  to-morrow's  dawn. 

3  Disease  and  pain  invade  our  health, 

And  find  an  easy  prey  ; 
And  oft,  when  least  expected,  wealth 
Takes  wings  and  flies  away. 


HUMAN    LIFE. 

4  The  gourds  from  which  we  look  for  fruit 

Produce  us  often  pain  ; 
A  worm  unseen  attacks  the  root, 
And  all  our  hopes  are  vain. 

5  Since  sin  has  filled  the  earth  with  woe, 

And  creatures  fade  and  die, 
Lord  !  wean  our  hearts  from  things  below, 
And  fix  our"  hopes  on  high. 

L.    M.  504.  DODDKIDGE. 

The  weeping  Seed-time  and  joyful  Harvest.     Psalm  126. 

i    The  darkened  sky,  how  thick  it  lowers ! 
Troubled  with  storms,  and  big  with  showers  ; 
No  cheerful  gleam  of  light  appears, 
But  Nature  pours  forth  all  her  tears. 

2  Yet  let  the  sons  of  grace  revive  ; 
God  bids  the  soul  that  seeks  him  live, 
And  from  the  gloomiest  shade  of  night 
Calls  forth  a  morning  of  delight. 

3  The  seeds  of  ecstasy  unknown 

Are  in  these  watered  furrows  sown  ; 

See  the  green  blades,  how  thick  they  rise, 

And  with  fresh  verdure  bless  our  eyes  ! 

4  In  secret  foldings  they  contain 
Unnumbered  ears  of  golden  grain  ; 
And  heaven  shall  pour  its  beams  around, 
Till  the  ripe  harvest  load  the  ground. 

5  Then' shall  the  trembling  mourner  come, 
And  bind  his  sheaves,  and  bear  them  home : 
The  voice  long  broke  with  sighs  shall  sing, 
Till  heaven  with  hallelujahs  ring. 


4 


HUMAN    LIFE. 

L.  M.  0  0  0  .  J-  Shirley  altered. 

Transitoriness  of  earthly  Honors. 

The  glories  of  our  birth  and  state 
Are  shadows,  not  substantial  things  ; 

There  is  no  armour  against  fate  ; 
Death  lays  his  icy  hands  on  kings. 

Princes  and  magistrates  must  fall, 
And  in  the  dust  be  equal  made, 

The  high  and  mighty  with  the  small, 
Sceptre  and  crown  with  scythe  and  spade. 

The  laurel  withers  on  our  brow  ; 

Then  boast  no  more  your  mighty  deeds  : 
Upon  death's  purple  altar  now 

See  where  the  victor  victim  bleeds  ! 

All  heads  must  come  to  the  cold  tomb ; 

Only  the  actions  of  the  just 
Preserve  in  death  a  rich  perfume. 

Smell  sweet  and  blossom  in  the  dust. 

CM.  DUO.  Doddridge. 

The  Highway  to  Zion. 

Sing,  ye  redeemed  of  the  Lord, 

Your  great  Deliverer  sing  ; 
Pilgrims  for  Zion's  city  bound, 

Be  joyful  in  your  King. 

See  the  fair  way  his  hand  hath  raised, 

How  holy,  and  how  plain  ! 
Nor  shall  the  simplest  travellers  err, 

Nor  ask  the  track  in  vain. 


HUMAN    LIFE. 

No  ravening  lion  shall  destroy, 

Nor  lurking  serpent  wound  ; 
Pleasure  and  safety,  peace  and  praise, 

Through  all  the  path  are  found. 

A  hand  divine  shall  lead  you  on 
Through  all  the  blissful  road, 

Till  to  the  sacred  mount  you  rise, 
And  see  your  smiling  God. 

There  garlands  of  immortal  joy 

Shall  bloom  on  every  head, 
While  sorrow,  sighing,  and  distress, 

Like  shadows,  all  are  fled. 

March  on  in  your  Redeemer's  strength  ; 

Pursue  his  footsteps  still  ; 
And  let  the  prospect  cheer  your  eye, 

While  laboring  up  the  hill. 

L.  P.  M.  507.  Doddridge. 

The  transitory  Nature  of  the  World. 

Spring  up,  my  soul,  with  ardent  flight, 
Nor  let  this  earth  delude  thy  sight 

With  glittering  trifles  gay  and  vain  : 
Wisdom  divine  directs  thy  view 
To  objects  ever  grand  and  new, 

And  faith  displays  the  shining  train. 

Be  dead,  my  hopes,  to  all  below  ; 
Nor  let  unbounded  torrents  flow, 

When  mourning  o'er  my  withered  joys 
So  this  deceitful  world  is  known  ; 
Possessed,  I  call  it  not  my  own, 

Nor  glory  in  its  painted  toys. 

393 


HUMAN    LIFE. 

3  The  empty  pageant  rolls  along  ; 
The  giddy,  inexperienced  throng 

Pursue  it  with  enchanted  eyes  ; 
It  passe th  in  swift  march  away  ; 
Still  more  and  more  its  charms  decay, 

Till  the  last  gaudy  color  dies. 

4  My  God,  to  thee  my  soul  shall  turn  ; 
For  thee  my  noblest  passions  burn, 

And  drink  in  bliss  from  thee  alone  ; 
I  fix  on  that  unchanging  home, 
Where  never-fading  pleasures  bloom, 

Fresh  springing  round  thy  radiant  throne. 


DEATH. 

CM.  508.  Bishop  Heber. 

Man's  Mortality. 

i    Beneath  our  feet  and  o'er  our  head 
Is  equal  warning  given  ; 
Beneath  us  lie  the  countless  dead, 
Above  us  is  the  heaven. 

2  Their  names  are  graven  on  the  stone, 

Their  bones  are  in  the  clay  ; 
And,  ere  another  day  is  done, 
Ourselves  may  be  as  they. 

3  Death  rides  on  every  passing  breeze  ; 

He  lnrks  in  every  flower  ; 
Each  season  has  its  own  disease, 
Its  peril  every  hour. 

4  Turn,  mortal,  turn  !  thy  danger  know  ; 

Where'er  thy  foot  can  tread, 
The  earth  rings  hollow  from  below, 
And  warns  thee  of  her  dead. 

S.  M.  509.  Doddridge. 

Reflections  on  the  State  of  our  Fathers. 

i      How  swift  the  torrent  rolls, 
That  bears  us  to  the  sea  ! 
The  fide  that  bears  our  thoughtless  souls 
To  vast  eternity  ! 

2      Our  fathers,  where  are  they, 
With  all  they  called  their  own  ? 

39.r> 


DEATH. 

Their  joys  and  griefs,  and  hopes  and  cares, 
And  wealth  and  honor  gone. 

3  There,  where  the  fathers  lie, 
Must  all  the  children  dwell  j 

Nor  other  heritage  possess, 
But  such  a  gloomy  cell. 

4  God  of  our  fathers  !  hear, 
Thou  everlasting  Friend  ! 

While  we,  as  on  life's  utmost  verge, 
Our  souls  to  thee  commend. 

5  Of  all  the  pious  dead 

May  we  the  footsteps  trace, 
Till  with  them,  in  the  land  of  light, 
We  dwell  before  thy  face. 


11  s.  M.  510.  Episcopal  Col. 

"I  would  not  live  alway."''    Job  vii.  16. 

i    I  would  not  live  alway  ;  I  ask  not  to  stay 

Where  storm  after  storm  rises  dark  o'er  the  way  ; 
I  would  not  live  alway,  thus  fettered  by  sin, 
Temptation  without,  and  corruption  within. 

2  I  would  not  live  alway ;  no,  welcome  the  tomb ; 
Since  Jesus  has  lain  there,  I  dread  not  its  gloom  ; 
There  sweet  be  my  rest,  till  he  bid  me  arise, 

To  hail  him  in  triumph  descending  the  skies. 

3  Who,  who  would  live  alway,  away  from  his  God, 
Away  from  yon  heaven,  that  blissful  abode  ? 
Where  the  rivers  of  pleasure  flow  o'er  the  bright 

plains, 
And  the  noontide  of  glory  eternally  reigns  ;  — 


DEATH. 


Where  the  saints  of  all  ages  in  harmony  meet, 
Their  Saviour  and  brethren  transported  to  greet  ; 
While  the  anthems  of  rapture  unceasingly  roll, 
And  the  smile  of  the  Lord  is  the  feast  of  the  soul. 


C.  P.  M.  511. 

The  "dying  Christian. 

When  life's  tempestuous  storms  are  o'er, 
How  calm  he  meets  the  friendly  shore, 

Who  lived  averse  from  sin  ! 
Such  peace  on  virtue's  paths  attends. 
That  where  the  sinner's  pleasure  ends, 

The  good  man's  joys  begin. 

See  smiling  patience  smooth  his  brow  ! 
See  bending  angels  downward  bow, 

To  lift  his  soul  on  high ! 
While,  eager  for  the  blest  abode, 
He  joins  with  them  to  praise  the  God 

Who  taught  him  how  to  die. 

No  sorrow  drowns  his  lifted  eyes, 
No  horror  wrests  the  struggling  sighs, 

As  from  the  sinner's  breast  ; 
His  God,  the  God  of  peace  and  love, 
Pours  kindly  solace  from  above. 

And  heals  his  soul  with  rest. 

i 

O  grant,  my  Saviour  and  my  friend, 
Such. joys  may  gild  my  peaceful  end, 

And  calm  my  evening  close  ; 
While,  loosed  from  every  earthly  tie, 
With  steady  confidence  I  fly 

To  him,  from  whom  I  rose. 


P.  M.  512.  Pope. 

The  Hying  Christian. 

i    Vital  spark  of  heavenly  flame, 
Quit,  O  quit  this  mortal  frame  ! 
Trembling,  hoping,  lingering,  flying, 
O  the  pain,  the  bliss  of  dying  ! 
Cease,  fond  nature,  cease  thy  strife, 
And  let  me  languish  into  life. 

2  Hark  !  they  whisper  !  angels  say, 
"  Sister  spirit,  come  away." 
What  is  this  absorbs  me  quite, 
Steals  my  senses,  shuts  my  sight, 
Drowns  my  spirit,  draws  my  breath  ? 
Tell  me,  my  soul,  can  this  be  death  ? 

3  The  world  recedes  ;  it  disappears. 
Heaven  opens  on  my  eyes  ;  my  ears 

With  sounds  seraphic  ring. 
Lend,  lend  your  wings ;  I  mount,  I  fly  ! 

0  grave,  where  is  thy  victory? 
O  death,  where  is  thy  sting? 

L.  M.  0  1  O  .  Logan. 

Prayer  of  the  dying  Christian. 

i   The  hour  of  my  departure  's  come  ; 

1  hear  the  voice  that  calls  me  home. 
At  last,  O  Lord  !  let  trouble  cease, 
And  let  thy  servant  die  in  peace. 

2    The  race  appointed  I  have  run  ; 
The  combat 's  o'er,  the  prize  is  won  ; 
And  now  my  witness  is  on  high, 
And  now  mv  record  's  in  the  skv. 


3  I  leave  the  world  without  a  tear, 
Save  for  the  friends  I  hold  so  dear  ; 
To  heal  their  sorrows,  Lord  !  descend, 
And  to  the  friendless  prove  a  friend. 

4  I  come,  I  come  at  thy  command, 
I  yield  my  spirit  to  thy  hand  : 
Stretch  forth  thine  everlasting  arms. 
And  shield  me  in  the  last  alarms. 

5  The  hour  of  my  departure  7s  come  ; 
I  hear  the  voice  that  calls  me  home. 
Now,  O  my  God  !  let  trouble  cease  ; 
Now  let  thy  servant  die  in  peace. 

C  M.  514.  Peabody. 

Peaceful  Death  of  the  Fiouri. 

i    Behold  the  western  evening  light  ! 
It  melts  in  deeper  gloom  ; 
So  calm  the  righteous  sink  away, 
Descending  to  the  tomb. 

2  The  winds  breathe  low ;  the  yellow  leaf 

Scarce  whispers  from  the  tree  ; 
So  gently  flows  the  parting  breath, 
When  good  men  cease  to  be. 

3  How  beautiful,  on  all  the  hills, 

The  crimson  light  is  shed  ! 
'T  is  like  the  peace  the  dying  gives 
To  mourners  round  his  bed. 

4  How  mildly  on  the  wandering  cloud 

The  sunset  beam  is  cast  ! 
So  sweet  the  memory  left  behind, 
When  loved  ones  breathe  their  last. 

399. 


5  And,  lo  !  above  the  dews  of  night 

The  vesper  star  appears  ! 
So  faith  lights  up  the  mourner's  heart, 
Whose  eyes  are  dim  with  tears. 

6  Night  falls,  bat  soon  the  morning  light 

Its  glories  shall  restore  ; 
And  thus  the  eyes  that  sleep  in  death 
Shall  wake,  to  close  no  more. 

L.  M.  0  1  0  .  Mrs.  Barbauld. 

The  Death  of  the  Virtuous. 

i    Sweet  is  the  scene  when  virtue  dies ! 
When  sinks  a  righteous  soul  to  rest, 
How  mildly  beam  the  closing  eyes, 

How  gently  heaves  the  expiring  breast  ! 

2  So  fades  a  summer  cloud  away  ; 

So  sinks  the  gale  when  storms  are  o'er  ; 
So  gently  shuts  the  eye  of  day  ; 
So  dies  a  wave  along  the  shore. 

3  Triumphant  smiles  the  victor  brow, 

Fanned  by  some  angel's  purple  wing  ;  — 
Where  is,  O  Grave  !  thy  victory  now  ? 
And  where,  insidious  Death  !  thy  sting  ? 

4  Farewell,  conflicting  joys  and  fears, 

Where  light  and  shade  alternate  dwell  ; 
How  bright  the  unchanging  morn  appears  ! 
Farewell,  inconstant  world,  farewell  ! 

5  Its  duty  done,  as  sinks  the  clay, 

Light  from  its  load  the  spirit  flies  ; 
While  heaven  and  earth  combine  to  say, 
"  Sweet  is  the  scene  when  virtue  dies  !  " 


L.  M.  516.  Mrs.  Hemans. 

At  a  Grave. 

i    Calm  on  the  bosom  of  thy  God, 
Fair  spirit,  rest  thee  now  ! 
E'en  while  with  ours  thy  footsteps  trod, 
His  seal  was  on  thy  brow. 

2   Dust  to  its  narrow  house  beneath  ! 
Soul  to  its  place  on  high  ! 
They  that  have  seen  thy  look  in  death 
No  more  may  fear  to  die. 

L.  M.  517.  Bryant. 

"  Blessed  are  they  that  mourn." 

i    Deem  not  that  they  are  blest  alone, 
Whose  days  a  peaceful  tenor  keep  ; 
The  God  who  loves  our  race  has  shown 
A  blessing  for  the  eyes  that  weep. 

2  The  light  of  smiles  shall  fill  again 

The  lids  that  overflow  with  tears, 
And  weary  hours  of  woe  and  pain 
Are  earnests  of  serener  years. 

3  O,  there  are  days  of  hope  and  rest 

For  every  dark  and  troubled  night ! 
And  grief  may  bide,  an  evening  guest, 
But  joy  shall  come  with  early  light. 

4  And  thou,  who  o'er  thy  friend's  low  bier 

Dost  shed  the  bitter  drops  like  rain, 
Hope  that  a  brighter,  happier  sphere, 
Will  give  him  to  thy  arms  again. 

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DEATH. 

Nor  let  the  good  man's  trust  depart, 
Though  life  its  common  gifts  deny  ; 

Though  with  a  pierced  and  broken  heart, 
And  spurned  of  men,  he  goes  to  die. 

For  God  hath  marked  each  anguished  day, 
And  numbered  every  secret  tear  ; 

And  heaven's  long  age  of  bliss  shall  pay 
For  all  his  children  suffer  here. 


L.    P.    M.  518.  WATT8 

Life,  Death,  and  the  Resurrection. 

Eternal  God  !  how  frail  is  man  ! 
Few  are  the  hours,  and  short  the  span, 

Between  the  cradle  and  the  grave  ; 
Who  can  prolong  his  vital  breath  ? 
Who  from  the  bold  demands  of  death 

Hath  skill  to  fly,  or  power  to  save  ? 

But  let  no  murmuring  heart  complain, 
That  therefore  man  is  made  in  vain, 

Nor  the  Creator's  grace  distrust ; 
For  though  his  servants,  day  by  day, 
Go  to  their  graves,  and  turn  to  clay, 

A  bright  reward  awaits  the  just. 

Jesus  hath  made  thy  purpose  known, 
A  new  and  better  life  hath  shown, 

And  we  the  glorious  tidings  hear  ; 
For  ever  blessed  be  the  Lord, 
That  Ave  can  read  his  holy  word, 

And  find  a  resurrection  there. 


L.  M.  0  1  3 .  Mrs.  Steele. 

The  Honor  that  awaits  the  Faithful  in  a  future  Life. 

i    There  is  a  glorious  world  on  high, 
Resplendent  with  eternal  day ; 
Faith  views  the  blissful  prospect  nigh, 
While  God's  own  word  reveals  the  way. 

2  There  shall  the  servants  of  the  Lord 

With  never-fading  lustre  shine  ; 
Surprising  honor !  vast  reward,  _ 
Conferred  on  man  by  love  divine  ! 

3  How  blest  are  those,  how  truly  wise, 

Who  learn  and  keep  the  sacred  road  ! 
Happy  the  men  whom  Heaven  employs 
To  turn  rebellious  hearts  to  God  ;  — 


To  win  them  from  the  fatal  way, 

Where  erring  folly  thoughtless  roves, 

And  that  blest  righteousness  display, 

Which  Jesus  wrought,  and  God  approves ! 

The  shining  firmament  shall  fade, 

And  sparkling  stars  resign  their  light ; 

But  these  shall  know  nor  change  nor  shade, 
For  ever  fair,  for  ever  bright. 

On  wings  of  faith  and  strong  desire, 

O,"  may  our  spirits  daily  rise, 
And  reach  at  last  the  shining  choir 

In  the  bright  mansions  of  the  skies ! 


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L.  M.  520.  Watts. 

A  Funeral  Ode. 

i    Unveil  thy  bosom,  faithful  tomb  ; 

Take  this  new  treasure  to  thy  trust, 
And  give  these  sacred  relics  room, 
To  seek  a  slumber  in  the  dust. 

2  Nor  pain,  nor  grief,  nor  anxious  fear, 

Invade  thy  bounds  ;  no  mortal  woes 
Can  reach  the  peaceful  sleeper  here, 
And  angels  watch  the  soft  repose. 

3  So  Jesus  slept  ;  God's  dying  Son 

Passed  through  the  grave,  and  blessed  the  bed  ; 
Rest  here,  dear  saint,  till  from  his  throne 
The  morning  break,  and  pierce  the  shade. 

4  Break  from  his  throne,  illustrious  morn  ; 

Attend,  O  earth,  his  sovereign  word  ; 
Restore  thy  trust,  a  glorious  form  : 
It  must  ascend  to  meet  the  Lord. 


CM.  0^1.  Doddridge. 

A  Prospect  of  Death  and  Judgment. 

i    The  day  approacheth,  O  my  soul, 
The  great,  decisive  day, 
Which  from  the  verge  of  mortal  life 
Shall  bear  thee  far  away. 

2   Another  day,  more  awful,  dawns  ; 
And,  lo  !   the  Judge  appears  ; 
Ye  heavens,  retire  before  his  face, 
And  sink,  ye  darkened  stars. 


3  Yet  does  one  short,  preparing  hour, 

One  precious  hour,  remain  ; 
Rouse  thee,  my  soul,  with  all  thy  power, 
Nor  let  it  pass  in  vain. 

4  For  this,  thy  temple,  Lord,  we  throng  ; 

For  this,  thy  board  surround  ; 

Here  may  our  service  be  approved, 

And  in  thy  presence  crowned. 

CM.  522.  Rev.  H.  Moore. 

True  Pleasures. 

i    Frail  life  of  man,  how  short  its  stay, 
And  various  as  the  wind  ! 
Heedless  we  sport  our  hours  away, 
Nor  think  of  death  behind. 

2  See  the  fair  cheek  of  beauty  fade, 

Frail  glory  of  an  hour  ; 
And  blooming  youth,  with  sickening  head, 
Droop  like  the  dying  flower. 

3  Our  pleasures,  like  the  morning  sun, 

Diffuse  a  flattering  light  ; 
But  gloomy  clouds  obscure  their  noon, 
And  soon  they  sink  in  night. 

4  Wealth,  pomp,  and  honor  we  behold 

With  an  admiring  eye, 
Like  summer  insects,  dressed  in  gold, 
That  flutter,  shine,  and  die. 

5  Then  rise,  my  soul,  and  soar  away, 

Above  the  thoughtless  crowd, 
Above  the  pleasures  of  the  gay, 
And  splendors  of  the  proud  ;  — 


DEATH. 


Up  where  eternal  beauties  bloom. 

And  pleasures  all  divine  ; 
Where  wealth  that  never  can  consume, 


And  endless  glories,  shine. 


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JUDGMENT  AND  FUTURITY. 

C  P.  M.  523.  C.   Wesley. 

Contemplation  of  the  Judgment. 

O  God  !  mine  inmost  soul  convert, 
And  deeply  on  my  thoughtful  heart 

Eternal  things  impress  ; 
Give  me  to  feel  their  solemn  weight, 
To  tremble  on  the  brink  of  fate, 

And  wake  to  righteousness. 

Be  this  my  one  great  business  here, 
With  serious  industry  and  fear 

Eternal  bliss  to  insure  ; 
Thine  utmost  counsel  to  fulfil, 
To  surfer  all  thy  righteous  will, 

And  to  the  end  endure. 

Then,  Father,  then  my  soul  receive, 
Transported  from  this  vale,  to  live 

And  reign  with  thee  above  ; 
Where  faith  is  sweetly  lost  in  sight, 
And  hope,  in  full  supreme  delight 

And  everlasting  love. 

S.  M.  0(^4:.  Montgomery. 

.   "  The  Issues  of  Life  and  Death. 

O  where  shall  rest  be  found,  — 
Rest  for  the  weary  soul  ? 
'T  were  vain  the  ocean  depths  to  sound, 
Or  pierce  to  either  pole. 


JUDGMENT     A.ND     FUTURITY. 

2  The  world  can  never  give 
The  bliss  for  which  we  sigh  ; 

'T  is  not  the  whole  of  life  to  live, 
Nor  all  of  death  to  die. 

3  Beyond  this  vale  of  tears, 
There  is  a  life  above, 

Unmeasured  by  the  flight  of  years  ; 
And  all  that  life  is  love :  — 

4  There  is  a  death,  whose  pang 
Outlasts  the  fleeting  breath ; 

O,  what  appalling  horrors  hang 
Around  the  "  second  death  "  ! 

5  Lord  God  of  truth  and  grace  ! 
Teach  us  that  death  to  shun, 

Lest  we  be  banished  from  thy  face, 
And  utterly  undone. 

6  Here  would  we  end  our  quest  ; 
Alone  are  found  in  thee 

The  life  of  perfect  love,  —  the  rest 
Of  immortality. 


C.  P.  M.  U*2b.  Rev.  H.  Moore. 

Unfadin?  Beauty. 

All  earthly  charms,  however  dear, 
Howe'er  they  please  the  eye  or  ear, 

Will  quickly  fade  and  fly ; 
Of  earthly  glory  faint  the  blaze, 
And  soon  the  transitory  rays 

In  endless  darkness  die. 

4<>e 


JUDGMENT     AND     FUTURITY. 

The  nobler  beauties  of  the  just 
Shall  never  moulder  in  the  dust, 

Or  know  a  sad  decay ; 
Their  honors  time  and  death  defy, 
And  round  the  throne  of  heaven  on  high 

Beam  everlasting  day. 


CM.  0  Z  0 .  Addison. 

Hope  in  the  Divine  Mercy. 

i    When,  rising  from  the  bed  of  death, 
O'erwhelmed  with  guilt  and  fear, 
I  see  my  Maker  face  to  face, 
O,  how  shall  I  appear  ! 

2  If  yet,  while  pardon  may  be  found 

And  mercy  may  be  sought, 
My  heart  with  inward  horror  shrinks, 
And  trembles  at  the  thought,  — 

3  When  thou,  O  Lord  !  shalt  stand  disclosed, 

In  majesty  severe, 
And  sit  in  judgment  on  my  soul, 
O,  how  shall  I  appear  ! 

4  But  there  's  forgiveness,  Lord,  with  thee  ; 

Thy  nature  is  benign  ; 
Thy  pardoning  mercy  I  implore, 
For  mercy,  Lord,  is  thine. 

5  O,  let  thy  boundless  mercy  shine 

On  my  benighted  soul, 
Correct  my  passions,  mend  my  heart, 
And  all  my  fears  control ! 

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JUDGMENT     AND     FUTURITY. 

And  may  I  taste  thy  richer  grace 

In  that  decisive  hour, 
When  Christ  to  judgment  shall  descend. 

And  time  shall  be  no  more. 


7  s.  M.  0  r^  i  .  Cennick. 

The  Pilgrim's  Son?. 

i    Children  of  the  heavenly  King, 
As  ye  journey,  sweetly  sing  ; 
Sing  your  Maker's  worthy  praise, 
Glorious  in  his  works  and  ways  ! 

2  Ye  are  travelling  home  to  God, 
In  the  way  the  fathers  trod : 
They  are  happy  now,  — and  ye 
Soon  their  happiness  shall  see. 

3  Fear  not,  brethren  ;  lo !  we  stand 
On  the  borders  of  our  land  ; 
Jesus,  from  its  summit  won, 
Bids  you  undismayed  go  on. 

4  Lord  !  obediently  we  '11  go, 
Gladly  leaving  all  below  ; 
Only  thou  our  Leader  be, 
And  we  still  will  follow  thee. 


CM.  »)^Jb.  Mrs.  Barrallt). 

The  Christian  Pilgrim. 

Our  country  is  Immanuel's  land  ; 

We  seek  that  promised  soil ; 
The  songs  of  Zion  cheer  our  hearts, 

While  strangers  here  we  toil. 


JUDGMENT     AND     FUTURITY. 

2  Oft  do  our  eyes  with  joy  o'erflow, 

And  oft  are  bathed  in  tears ; 
Yet  naught  but  heaven  our  hopes  can  raise, 
And  naught  but  sin  our  fears. 

3  We  tread  the  path  our  Master  trod  ; 

We  bear  the  cross  he  bore ; 
And  every  thorn  that  wounds  our  feet 
His  temples  pierced  before. 

4  We  purge  our  mortal  dross  away, 

Refining  as  we  run  ; 
But,  while  we  die  to  earth  and  sense, 
Our  heaven  is  here  begun. 


HEAVEN. 

CM.  0  Z  t/  .  Mrs.  Steele. 

Looking  at  Things  unseen. 

i    Why  should  the  world's  alluring  toys 
Detain  our  hearts  and  eyes, 
Regardless  of  immortal  joys, 
And  strangers  to  the  skies  ? 

2   These  transient  scenes  will  soon  decay, 
They  fade  upon  the  sight  ; 
And  quickly  will  their  brighter  day 
Be  lost  in  endless  night. 


3 


Their  brightest  day,   alas,  how  vain  ! 

With  conscious  sighs  we  own  ! 
Whilst  clouds  of  sorrow,  care,  and  pain 

O'ershade  the  smiling  noon. 

4  O,  could  our  thoughts  and  wishes  fly 

Above  these  gloomy  shades, 
To  those  bright  worlds  beyond  the  sky 
Which  sorrow  ne'er  invades  ! 

5  There  joys,  unseen  by  mortal  eyes, 

Or  reason's  feeble  ray, 
In  ever  blooming  prospect  rise, 
Unconscious  of  decay. 

6  Lord,  send  a  beam  of  light  divine 

To  guide  our  upward  aim  ; 

With  one  reviving  ray  of  thine 

Our  languid  hearts  inflame. 

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HEAVEN. 

7    Then  shall,  on  faith's  sublimest  wing, 
Our  ardent  wishes  rise. 
To  those  bright  scenes  where  pleasures  spring 
Immortal  in  the  skies. 

L.  M.  0  O  U .  Mrs.  Steele. 

Resignation  and  Hope. 

Weary  of  these  low  scenes  of  night, 
My  fainting  heart  grows  sick  of  time, 

Sighs  for  the  dawn  of  sweet  delight, 
Sighs  for  a  distant,  happier  clime. 

Ah  !  why  that  sigh  ?     Peace,  coward  heart, 
And  learn  to  bear  thy  lot  of  woe  ; 

Look  round,  how  easy  is  thy  part, 
To  what  thy  fellow-sufferers  know. 

Are  not  the  sorrows  of  the  mind 

Entailed  on  every  mortal  birth  ? 
Convinced,  hast  thou  not  long  resigned 

The  flattering  hope  of  bliss  on  earth  ? 

'T  is  just,  'tis  right ;  thus  he  ordains, 

Who  formed  this  animated  clod  ; 
That  needful  cares,  instructive  pains, 

May  bring  the  restless  heart  to  God. 

In  him,  my  soul,  behold  thy  rest, 
Nor  hope  for  bliss  below  the  sky  ; 

Come  resignation  to  my  breast, 
And  silence  every  plaintive  sigh. 

Come,  faith  and  hope,  celestial  pair  ! 

Calm  resignation  waits  on  you ; 
Beyond  these  gloomy  scenes  of  care. 

Point  out  a  soul-reviving  view. 

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HEAVEN. 

Parent  of  good  !  't  is  thine  to  give 
These  cheerful  graces  to  the  mind ; 

Smile  on  my  soul,  and  bid  me  live, 
Desiring,  hoping,  yet  resigned. 

CM.  0  0 1  .  Doddridge. 

Near  Approach  of  Salvation. 

i    Awake,  ye  saints,  and  raise  your  eyes, 
And  raise  your  voices  high  ; 
Awake,  and  praise  that  sovereign  love, 
That  shows  salvation  nigh. 

2  On  all  the  wings  of  time  it  flies  ; 

Each  moment  brings  it  near  ; 
Then  welcome  each  declining  day ! 
Welcome  each  closing  year ! 

3  Not  many  years  their  round  shall  run, 

Not  many  mornings  rise, 
Ere  all  its  glories  stand  revealed 
To  our  admiring  eyes. 

4  Ye  wheels  of  nature,  speed  your  course  ; 

Ye  mortal  powers,  decay  ; 
Fast  as  ye  bring  the  night  of  death, 
Ye  bring  eternal  day. 

cm.       532. 

The  Christian  supported. 

i  Yes,  there 's  a  better  world  on  high  ; 
Hope  on,  thou  pious  breast ; 
Faint  not,  thou  traveller,  on  the  sky 
Thy  weary  feet  shall  rest. 


HEAVEN. 

2  Anguish  may  rend  each  vital  part ; 

Poor  man  !  thy  frame  how  frail ! 
Yet  heaven's  own  strength  shall  shield  thy  heart, 
When  strength  and  flesh  shall  fail. 

3  Through  death's  dread  vale  of  deepest  shade 

Thy  feet  must  surely  go  ; 
Yet  there,  even  there,  walk  undismayed  ; 
'T  is  thy  last  scene  of  woe. 

4  Jesus,  and  with  the  tenderest  hand, 

Shall  guard  the  traveller  through  ; 
"  Hail !  "  shalt  thou  cry,  "  hail,  promised  land  ! 
And,  wilderness,  adieu  !  " 

5  Jesus !  O,  make  our  souls  thy  care  ! 

O,  take  us  all  to  thee ; 
Where'er  thou  art,  we  ask  not  where  ; 
But  there  't  is  heaven  to  be. 

CM.  533.  Watts. 

Heaven  invisible  and  holy. 

i    Nor  eye  hath  seen,  nor  ear  has  heard, 
Nor  sense  nor  reason  known, 
What  joys  the  Father  has  prepared 
For  those  that  love  the  Son. 

2  But  the  good  Spirit  of  the  Lord 

Reveals  a  heaven  to  come  ; 
The  beams  of  glory  in  his  word 
.  Allure  and  guide  us  home. 

3  Pure  are  the  joys  above  the  sky, 

And  all  the  region  peace  ; 
No  wanton  lips  nor  envious  eye 
Can  see  or  taste  the  bliss. 

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HEAVEN. 


Those  holy  gates  for  ever  bar 
Pollution,  sin,  and  shame  ; 

None  shall  obtain  admittance  there 
But  followers  of  the  Lamb. 


L.  M.  534.  Peabody. 

Heaven. 

i    When  all  the  hours  of  life  are  past, 
And  death's  dark  shadow  falls  at  last, 
It  is  not  sleep,  —  it  is  not  rest,  — 
'T  is  glory  opening  to  the  blest. 

2  Their  mighty  Master  bids  them  rise 
To  radiant  mansions  in  the  skies, 
Where  each  shall  wear  a  robe  of  light, 
Like  his,  divinely  fair  and  bright. 

3  Angels  shall  now  unite  their  prayers 
With  those  of  spirits  blest  as  theirs  ; 
And  light  shall  gild  their  heavenly  crown, 
From  suns  that  never  more  go  down. 

4  No  storms  shall  ride  the  troubled  air. 
No  sounds  of  passion  enter  there : 
But  all  be  peaceful  as  the  sigh 

Of  evening  gales  that  breathe  and  die. 

5  There,  parted  friends  again  shall  meet, 
In  union  holy,  calm,  and  sweet  ; 

And  earthly  sorrow,  fear,  and  pain 
Shall  never  reach  their  hearts  again. 

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HEAVEN. 

S.  M.  535.  Mrs.  Steele. 

Heaven. 

i      Far  from  these  scenes  of  night 
Unbounded  glories  rise, 
And  realms  of  infinite  delight, 
Unknown  to  mortal  eyes. 

2  There  sickness  never  comes  ; 
There  grief  no  more  complains ; 

Health  triumphs  in  immortal  bloom, 
And  purest  pleasure  reigns. 

3  No  strife  nor  envy  there 
The  sons  of  peace  molest  ; 

But  harmony,  and  love  sincere, 
Fill  every  happy  breast. 

4  No  cloud  those  regions  know, 
For  ever  bright  and  fair  ; 

For  sin,  the  source  of  mortal  woe, 
Can  never  enter  there. 

5  There  night  is  never  known, 
Nor  sun's  faint,  sickly  ray ; 

But  glory  from  the  eternal  throne 
Spreads  everlasting  day. 

6  O,  may  this  prospect  fire 
Our  hearts  with  ardent  love  ; 

And  lively  faith  and  strong  desire 
Bear  every  thought  above. 

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HEAVEN. 

CM.  536.  Watts. 

The  Hope  of  Heaven. 

i    When  I  can  read  my  title  clear 
To  mansions  in  the  skies, 
I  bid  farewell  to  every  fear, 
And  wipe  my  weeping  eyes. 

2  Let  cares,  like  a  wild  deluge,  come, 

And  storms  of  sorrow  fall  ; 
May  I  but  safely  reach  my  home, 
My  God,  my  heaven,  my  all : 

3  There  shall  I  bathe  my  weary  soul 

In  seas  of  heavenly  rest  ; 

And  not  a  wave  of  trouble  roll 

Across  my  peaceful  breast. 

CM.  537.  Bowden. 

Aspirations  after  Heaven. 

i    From  this  world's  joys  and  senseless  mirth, 
O  come,  my  soul  !  in  haste  retire  ; 
Assume  the  grandeur  of  thy  birth, 
And  to  thy  native  heaven  aspire. 

2  'T  is  heaven  alone  can  make  thee  blest, 

Can  every  wish  and  want  supply  ; 
Thy  joy,  thy  crown,  thy  endless  rest 
Are  all  above  the  lofty  sky. 

3  There  shall  mortality  no  more 

Its  wide-extended  empire  boast  ; 
Forgotten  all  its  dreadful  power. 
In  life's  unbounded  ocean  lost. 


4    There  dwells  the  sovereign  Lord  of  all, 
The  God  that  all  the  worlds  adore  ; 
With  whom  is  bliss  that  cannot  pall, 
And  joys  that  last  for  evermore. 

CM.  538.  Watts. 

Prospect  of  Heaven. 

i    There  is  a  land  of  pure  delight, 
Where  saints  immortal  reign  ; 
Infinite  day  excludes  the  night, 
And  pleasures  banish  pain. 

2  There,  everlasting  spring  abides, 

And  never-withering  flowers  ; 
Death,  like  a  narrow  sea,  divides 
This  heavenly  land  from  ours. 

3  Sweet  fields,  beyond  the  swelling  flood, 

Stand  dressed  in  living  green  ; 
So  to  the  Jews  old  Canaan  stood, 
While  Jordan  rolled  between. 

4  But  timorous  mortals  start  and  shrink 

To  cross  this  narrow  sea, 
And  linger,  shivering  on  the  brink, 
And  fear  to  launch  away. 

s    O,  could  we  make  our  doubts  remove, 
Those  gloomy  doubts  that  rise, 
And  see  the  Canaan  that  we  love, 
With  unbeclouded  eyes  ;  — 

6    Could  we  but  climb  where  Moses  stood, 
And  view  the  landscape  o'er, 
Not  Jordan's  streams,  nor  death's  cold  flood. 
Should  fright  us  from  the  shore. 


HEAVEN. 

CM.  539.  Mrs.  Steele. 

The  Hope  laid  up  in  Heaven. 

i   Happy  the  man  whose  wishes  climb 
To  mansions  in  the  skies  ; 
He  looks  on  all  the  joys  of  time 
With  imdesiring  eyes. 

2  He  knows  that  all  these  fleeting  things 

Must  yield  to  sure  decay, 
And  sees  on  time's  extended  wings 
How  swift  they  pass  away. 

3  To  things  unseen  by  mortal  eyes 

A  beam  of  sacred  light  fc 

Directs  his  view  ;  his  prospects  rise, 
All  permanent  and  bright. 

4  His  hopes,  still  fixed  on  joys  to  come, 

Those  blissful  scenes  on  high, 
Shall  flourish  in  immortal  bloom 
When  time  and  nature  die. 

CM.  540.  Doddridge. 

"  God  shall  be  your  everlasting  light." 

i    Ye  golden  lamps  of  heaven  !  farewell, 
With  all  your  feeble  light  ; 
Farewell,  thou  ever-changing  moon, 
Pale  empress  of  the  night! 

2   And  thou,  refulgent  orb  of  day  ! 
In  brighter  flames  arrayed, 
My  soul,  which  springs  beyond  thy  sphere, 
No  more  demands  thine  aid. 


3  Ye  stars  are  but  the  shining  dust 

Of  my  divine  abode  ; 
The  pavement  of  those  heavenly  courts, 
Where  I  shall  reign  with  God. 

4  The  Father  of  eternal  light 

Shall  there  his  beams  display  ; 
Nor  shall  one  moment's  darkness  mix 
With  that  unvaried  day. 

5  No  more  the  drops  of  piercing  grief 

Shall  swell  into  mine  eyes  ; 
Nor  the  meridian  sun  decline 
Amid  those  brighter  skies. 

6  There  all  the  millions  of  his  saints 

Shall  in  one  song  unite  ; 
And  each  the  bliss  of  all  shall  view 
With  infinite  delight. 

8  &  7  s.  M.  541.  Episcopal  Col. 

Song  of  tlip  Redeemed. 

i    Father,  source  of  every  blessing, 
Tune  my  heart  to  grateful  lays  ! 
Streams  of  mercy,  never  ceasing, 
Call  for  ceaseless  songs  of  praise. 

2  Teach  me  some  melodious  measure. 

Sung  by  raptured  saints  above  ; 
Fill  my  soul  with  sacred  pleasure, 
While  I  sing  redeeming  love. 

3  Thou  didst  seek  me  when  a  stranger, 

Wandering  from  the  fold  above  ; 

Thou,  to  save  my  soul  from  danger, 

Didst  redeem  me  with  thy  love. 

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HEAVEN. 

4   By  thy  hand  restored,  defended, 
Safe  through  life  thus  far  I 
Safe,  O  Lord,  when  life  is  ended, 
Bring  me  to  my  heavenly  home. 

C.  P.  M.  542.  C.  Wesley. 

Reunion  of  Friends  in  Heaven. 

i    If  death  my  friend  and  me  divide, 
Thou  dost  not,  Lord,  my  sorrow  chide, 

Or  frown  my  tears  to  see  ; 
Restrained  from  passionate  excess, 
Thou  bidd'st  me  mourn  in  calm  distress 

For  them  that  rest  in  thee. 

2  I  feel  a  strong,  immortal  hope, 
Which  bears  my  mournful  spirit  up 

Beneath  its  mountain  load ; 
Redeemed  from  death,  and  grief,  and  pain, 
I  soon  shall  find  my  friend  again, 

Within  the  arms  of  God. 

3  Pass  a  few  fleeting  moments  more, 
And  death  the  blessing  shall  restore 

Which  death  hath  snatched  away  ; 
For  me  thou  wilt  the  summons  send, 
And  give  me  back  my  parted  friend 

In  that  eternal  day. 

L.  M.  5  4  O .  Butcher. 

Final  Acceptance  of  all  who  fear  God. 

i    From  north  and  south,  from  east  and  west, 
Advance  the  myriads  of  the  blest  ; 


HEAVEN. 

From  every  clime  of  earth  they  come, 
And  find  in  heaven  a  common  home. 

2  Howe'er  divided  here  below, 

One  bliss,  one  spirit,  now  they  know  ; 
And,  all  their  doubts  and  darkness  o'er, 
One  only  Parent  now  adore. 

3  On  earth,  according  to  their  light, 
They  aimed  to  practise  what  was  right ; 
Hence  all  their  errors  are  forgiven, 
And  Jesus  welcomes  them  to  heaven. 

4  See  how,  along  the  immortal  meads, 
His  glorious  host  the  Saviour  leads ! 
And  brings  the  myriads  none  can  count 
To  seats  of  joy  on  Zion's  mount ! 


CM.  544.  Liv.  P.  S.  Col. 

The  Reunion  of  virtuous  Friends  after  Death. 

i    Blest  hour,  when  virtuous  friends  shall  meet,- 
Shall  meet  to  part  no  more, 
And  with  celestial  welcome  greet, 
On  an  immortal  shore. 

2  The  parent  finds  the  long-lost  child  ; 

Brothers  on  brothers  gaze  ; 
The  tear  of  resignation  mild 
Is  changed  to  joy  and  praise. 

3  And,  while  remembrance,  lingering  still, 

Draws  joy  from  sorrowing  hours, 
New  prospects  rise,  new  pleasures  fill 
The  soul's  expanded  powers. 

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HEAVEN. 

4  Congenial  minds,  arrayed  in  light, 

High  thoughts  shall  interchange  ; 
Nor  cease,  with  ever  new  delight, 
On  wings  of  love  to  range. 

5  Their  Father  marks  their  generous  flame, 

And  looks  complacent  down  ; 
The  smile  that  owns  their  filial  claim 
Is  their  immortal  crown. 


L.  M.  6  1.  540.  Christian*  Psalmist. 

Foretaste  of  Heaven. 

What  must  it  be  to  dwell  above, 

At  God's  right  hand,  where  Jesus  reigns, 

Since  the  sweet  earnest  of  his  love 

O'erwhelms  us  on  these  earthly  plains ! 

No  heart  can  think,  no  tongue  explain, 

What  joy  it  is  with  Christ  to  reign. 

When  sin  no  more  obstructs  our  sight, 
When  sorrow  pains  our  hearts  no  more, 

How  shall  we  view  the  Prince  of  Light, 
And  all  his  works  of  grace  explore  ! 

What  heights  and  depths  of  love  divine 

Will  there  through  endless  ages  shine  ! 

This  is  the  heaven  I  long  to  know  ; 

For  this,  with  patience,  I  would  wait, 
Till,  raised  from  heaven  here  below, 

I  mount  to  my  celestial  seat, 
And  wave  my  palm,  and  wear  my  crown. 
And,  with  the  elders,  cast  them  down. 


HEAVEN. 

P.  M.  546.  W.  B.  Tappan. 

Heaven. 

i    There  is  an  hour  of  peaceful  rest 
To  mourning  wanderers  given  ; 
There  is  a  joy  for  souls  distressed, 
A  balm  for  every  wounded  breast, 
'T  is  found  alone  in  heaven. 

2  There  is  a  home  for  weary  souls, 

By  sin  and  sorrow  driven, 
When  tossed  on  life's  tempestuous  shoals, 
When  storms  arise  and  ocean  rolls, 

And  all  is  drear  ;  —  't  is  heaven. 

3  There  faith  lifts  up  her  cheerful  eye, 

The  heart  no  longer  riven, 
And  views  the  tempests  passing  by, 
Sees  evening  shadows  quickly  fly. 

And  all  serene  in  heaven. 

4  There  fragrant  flowers  immortal  bloom, 

And  joys  supreme  -are  given  ; 
There  rays  divine  disperse  the  gloom ; 
Beyond  the  dark  and  narrow  tomb 

Appears  the  dawn  of  heaven. 

L.M.6  1.  547. 

Blessed  Meeting  of  Saints  in  Heaven. 

i   Yes,  we  shall  meet :  —  we  part  in  tears, 
That  dim  our  feeble,  earthly  sight  ; 
Yet  through  their  vale  a  scene  appears 

Of  joy  unutterably  bright  ; 
It  is  the  land  where  we  shall  dwell 
And  never  say  again,  "  Farewell  !  " 

36*  425 


HEAVEN. 

2  Yes,  we  shall  meet :  —  we  part  in  night. 

But  it  is  hasting  fast  away.; 
And,  at  the  dawn  of  morning  light, 

Together  we  shall  hail  the  day  ; 
It  is  the  day  whose  sun  shall  rise 
To  set  no  more  in  yonder  skies. 

3  Yes,  we  shall  meet :  —  we  part  on  shores 

Where  all  as  exiled  strangers  roam  ; 
But  opened  soon  shall  be  the  doors 

Of  our  eternal,  happy  home  ; 
It  is  the  home  where  we  shall  rest, 
With  all  our  Father's  children  blest. 

4  Yes,  we  shall  meet :  — we  part  in  sighs, 

Which  echo  from  each  throbbing  breast, 
But  on  the  ear  of  faith  arise 

Our  future  songs  of  triumph  blest ; 
They  are  the  songs  whose  strains  shall  be 
Reechoed  through  eternity  ! 

P.M.  548.  Rippon's  Col. 

The  Soul  aspiring  to  Heaven. 

i    Rise,  my  soul,  and  stretch  thy  wings, 

Thy  better  portion  trace  ; 
Rise,  from  transitory  things, 

Towards  heaven,  thy  native  place. 
Sun,  and  moon,  and  stars  decay, 

Time  shall  soon  this  earth  remove  ; 
Rise,  my  soul,  and  haste  away 

To  seats  prepared  above. 

2   Rivers  to  the  ocean  run, 

Nor  stay  in  all  their  course  ; 


HEAVEN. 

Fire,  ascending,  seeks  the  sun  ; 

Both  speed  them  to  their  source  : 
So  a  soul  that  's  born  of  God 

Pants  to  view  his  glorious  face  ; 
Upward  tends  to  his  abode, 

To  rest  in  his  embrace. 

Cease,  ye  pilgrims,  cease  to  mourn ; 

Press  onward  to  the  prize  ; 
Soon  your  Saviour  will  return, 

Triumphant  in  the  skies. 
Yet  a  season,  and  you  know 

Happy  entrance  shall  be  given, 
All  your  sorrows  left  below, 

And  earth  exchanged  for  heaven. 


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BAPTISM. 

T    ,,  K  A  O  S  From  the  German. 

L.  M.  Qt±y.  {  btS.  G. 

Hymn  for  Baptism. 

i    This  child  we  dedicate  to  thee, 
O  God  of  grace  and  purity ! 
Shield  it  from  sin  and  threatening  wrong, 
And  let  thy  love  its  life  prolong. 

2  O,  may  thy  spirit  gently  draw 
Its  willing  soul  to  keep  thy  law  ; 
May  virtue,  piety,  and  truth 
Dawn  even  with  its  dawning  youth. 

3  We  too,  before  thy  gracious  sight, 
Once  shared  the  blest  baptismal  rite, 
And  would  renew  its  solemn  vow 
With  love,  and  thanks,  and  praises  now. 

4  Grant  that,  with  true  and  faithful  heart, 
We  still  may  act  the  Christian's  part, 
Cheered  by  each  promise  thou  hast  given, 
And  laboring  for  the  prize  in  heaven. 

CM.  OOU.  Doddridge. 

Christ's  Regard  for  little  Children. 

i    See  Israel's  gentle  shepherd  stand 
With  all-engaging  charms ; 
Hark,  how  he  calls  the  tender  lambs, 
And  folds  them  in  his  arms ! 

498 


BAPTISM. 


"  Permit  them  to  approach,"  he  cries, 
"  Nor  scorn  their  humble  name  ; 

For  'twas  to  bless  such  souls  as  these, 
The  Lord  of  an  are  Is  came." 


'3v 


3  We  bring  them,  Lord,  in  thankful  hands, 

And  yield  them  up  to  thee  ; 
Joyful  that  we  ourselves  are  thine, 
Thine  let  our  offspring  be. 

4  Ye  little  flock,  with  pleasure  hear  : 

Ye  children,  seek  his  face  ; 

And  fly  with  transport  to  receive 

The  blessings  of  his  grace. 

5  If  orphans  they  are  left  behind, 

God's  guardian  care  we  trust  ; 
That  care  shall  heal  our  bleeding  hearts, 
If  weeping  o'er  their  dust. 

8  &  7  s.  M.  551. 

Baptism. 

i    Saviour  !  who  thy  flock  art  feeding, 
With  the  shepherd's  kindest  care, 
All  the  feeble  gently  leading, 

While  the  lambs  thy  bosom  share  ;  — 

2  Now,  this  little  one  receiving, 

Fold  it  in  thy  gracious  arm  ; 
There  we  know,  thy  word  believing, 
Only  there,  secure  from  harm. 

3  Never,  from  thy  pasture  roving, 

Let  it  be  the  lion's  prey  ; 
Let  thy  tenderness,  so  loving, 
Keep  it  in  life's  doubtful  way  : 

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BAPTISM. 


Then  within  thy  fold  eternal 
Let  it  find  a  resting-place  ; 

Feed  in  pastures  ever  vernal. 
Drink  the  rivers  of  thy  grace. 


430 


COMMUNION. 

7  s.  M.  552.  Wesley. 

'•  Where  two  or  three  are  met  together  in  my  name." 

i    Jesus,  we  thy  promise  claim  ; 
We  are  met  in  thy  great  name  : 
In  the  midst  do  thou  appear, 
Manifest  thy  presence  here ! 

2  Sanctify  us,  Lord,  and  bless ! 
Breathe  thy  spirit,  give  thy  peace  ; 
Thou  .thyself  within  us  move  : 
Make  our  feast  a  feast  of  love. 

3  Plant  in  us  thy  humble  mind, 
Patient,  pitiful,  and  kind  ; 
Meek  and  lowly  let  us  be, 
Full  of  goodness,  full  of  thee. 

4  Make  us  all  in  thee  complete  ; 
Make  us  all  for  glory  meet,  — 
Meet  to  appear  before  thy  sight, 
Partners  with  the  saints  in  light. 


7  s.  M.  Dud,  Bowring. 

Communion  Hymn. 

Not  with  terror  do  we  meet 
At  the  board  by  Jesus  spread  ; 

Not  in  mystery  drink  and  eat 

Of  the  Saviour's  wine  and  bread. 

431 


COMMUNION. 

2  ?T  is  his  memory  we  record, 

'T  is  his  virtues  we  proclaim ; 
Grateful  to  our  honored  Lord, 
Here  we  bless  his  sacred  name. 

3  See  him,  on  the  dreadful  day 

Of  his  mortal  agony, 
Break  the  bread,  and  hear  him  say, 
"  Eat  of  this,  and  think  of  me !  " 

4  See  him  standing  on  the  brink 

Of  the  tomb,  and  hark,  he  cries, 
"  Take  the  cup,  and,  as  ye  drink, 
O,  remember  him  who  dies  !  " 

5  Yes,  we  will  remember  thee, 

Friend  and  Saviour  ;  and  thy  feast 
Of  all  services  shall  be 
Holiest  and  welcomest. 


S.  M.  00  4.  Methodist. 

Presence  of  Jesus. 

Not  in  the  name  of  pride 
Or  selfishness  we  're  met ; 
From  worldly  paths  we  turn  aside, 
And  worldly  thoughts  forget. 

Jesus,  we  look  to  thee, 
Thy  promised  presence  claim ! 
Thou  in  the  midst  of  us  shalt  be, 
Assembled  in  thy  name. 

Present  we  know  thou  art ; 
But,  O,  thyself  reveal ! 
Now,  Lord,  let  every  bounding  heart 
Thy  peace  and  gladness  feel  ! 


COMMUNION. 

4      O,  may  thy  quickening  voice 
The  death  of  sin  remove  ; 
And  bid  our  inmost  souls  rejoice 
In  hope  of  perfect  love  ! 

S.  M.  000.  Doddridge. 

Communion  with  God  and  Christ. 

i      Our  heavenly  Father  calls, 
And  Christ  invites  us  near  ; 
With  both  our  friendship  shall  be  sweet, 
And  our  communion  dear. 

2  God  pities  all  my  griefs  ; 
He  pardons  every  day  ; 

Almighty  to  protect  my  soul, 
And  wise  to  guide  my  way. 

3  Jesus,  my  living  head, 

I  bless  thy  faithful  care  ; 
Mine  advocate  before  the  throne, 
And  my  forerunner  there. 

4  Here  fix,  my  roving  heart, 
Here  wait,  my  warmest  love, 

Till  the  communion  be  complete 
In  nobler  scenes  above. 


L.  M.  556.  Watts. 

Communion  Hymn. 

i    How  are  thy  glories  here  displayed, 
Great  God,  how  bright  they  shine, 
While,  at  thy  word,  we  break  the  bread, 
And  pour  the  flowing  wine  ! 


COMMUNION. 


Thy  saints  attend,  with  every  grace, 

On  this  great  sacrifice  ; 
And  Love  appears  with  cheerful  face, 

And  Faith  with  fixed  eyes. 

Our  Hope  in  waiting  posture  sits, 
To  heaven  directs  her  sight  ; 

Here  every  warmer  passion  meets, 
And  warmer  powers  unite. 


L.  M.  557.  Dublin  Col. 

"  This  do  in  remembrance  of  me." 

i    "  Eat,  drink,  in  memory  of  your  friend !  " 
Such  was  our  Master's  last  request  ; 
Who  all  the  pangs  of  death  endured, 
That  we  might  live  for  ever  blest. 

2  Yes,  we  '11  record  thy  matchless  grace, 

Thou  dearest,  tenderest,  best  of  friends ! 
Thy  dying  love  the  noblest  praise 
Of  long  eternity  transcends. 

3  'T  is  pleasure  more  than  earth  can  give, 

Thy  goodness  through  these  veils  to  see  ; 
Thy  table  food  celestial  yields, 

And  happy  they  who  sit  with  thee. 

4  But,  O  !  what  vast,  transporting  joys 

Shall  fill  our  breasts,  our  tongues  inspire, 
When,  joined  with  the  celestial  train, 
Our  grateful  souls  thy  love  admire  ! 


COMMUNION. 

L.  M.  OOO.  Enfield's  Select. 

Celebration  of  the  Lord's  Supper. 

i    This  feast  was  Jesus'  high  behest, 
This  cup  of  thanks  his  last  request  ; 
Ye,  who  can  feel  his  worth,  attend, 
Eat,  drink,  in  memory  of  your  friend. 

2  Around  the  patriot's  bust  ye  throng, 
Him  ye  exalt  in  swelling  song  ; 
For  him  the  wreath  of  glory  bind, 
Who  freed  from  vassalage  his  kind. 

3  And  shall  not  he  your  praises  reap, 
Who  rescues  from  the  iron  sleep,  — 
The  great  Deliverer,  whose  breath 
Unbinds  the  captives  e'en  of  death  ? 

4  Shall  he,  who,  fellow-men  to  save, 
Became  a  tenant  of  the  grave, 
Unthanked,  uncelebrated,  rise, 
Pass  unremembered  to  the  skies  ? 

5  Christians !  unite,  with  loud  acclaim, 
To  hymn  the  Saviour's  welcome  name  ; 
On  earth  extol  his  wondrous  love  ; 
Repeat  his  praise  in  worlds  above. 

L.  M.  0  0  t/  .  Doddridge  varied. 

Invitation  to  the  Lord's  Supper. 

i    Father  !  and  is  thy  table  spread  ? 

And  does  thy  cup  with  love  o'erflow  ? 
Thither  be  all  thy  children  led, 

And  let  them  all  its  sweetness  know. 


COMMUNION. 

2  O,  let  thy  table  honored  be, 

And  furnished  well  with  joyful  guests  ; 
And  may  each  soul  salvation  see, 
That  here  its  sacred  pledges  tastes. 

3  Let  crowds  approach,  with  hearts  prepared  ; 

With  warm  desire  let  all  attend ; 
Nor,  when  we  leave  our  Father's  board. 
The  pleasure  or  the  profit  end. 

4  Revive  thy  dying  churches,  Lord ! 

And  bid  our  drooping  graces  live  ; 
And  more  that  energy  afford, 

A  Saviour's  death  alone  can  give. 

5  Nor  let  thy  spreading  gospel  rest, 

Till  through  the  world  thy  truth  has  run, 
Till  with  this  bread  all  men  be  blest, 
Who  see  the  light  or  feel  the  sun  ! 

CM.  560.  Miss  E.  Taylor. 

The  Dispositions  proper  for  the  Communion. 

i    O  here,  if  ever,  God  of  love ! 
Let  strife  and  hatred  cease  ; 
And  every  heart  harmonious  move, 
And  every  thought  be  peace. 

2  Not  here,  where  met  to  think  on  him 

Whose  latest  thoughts  were  ours, 
Shall  mortal  passions  come  to  dim 
The  prayer  devotion  pours. 

3  No,  gracious  Master !  not  in  vain 

Thy  life  of  love  hath  been  ; 
The  peace  thou  gav'st  may  yet  remain, 
Though  thou  no  more  art  seen. 

436 


COMMUNION. 

4    "  Thy  kingdom  come  "  ;  we  watch,  we  wait 
To  hear  thy  cheering  call  ; 
When  heaven  shall  ope  its  glorious  gate, 
And  God  be  all  in  all. 

L.  M.  561.  Exeter  Col. 

Contemplation  of  the  Love  of  Jesua. 

i    "  See  how  he  loved  !  "  exclaimed  the  Jews, 
As  tender  tears  from  Jesus  fell  ; 
My  grateful  heart  the  thought  pursues, 
And  on  the  theme  delights  to  dwell. 

2  See  how  he  loved,  who  travelled  on 

Teaching  the  doctrine  from  the  skies  ; 
Who  bade  disease  and  pain  be  gone, 
And  called  the  sleeping  dead  to  rise. 

3  See  how  he  loved,  who,  firm,  yet  mild, 

Patient  endured  the  scoffing  tongue  ; 
Though  oft  provoked,  he  ne'er  reviled. 
Nor  did  his  greatest  foe  a  wrong. 

4  See  how  he  loved,  who  never  shrank 

From  toil  or  danger,  pain  or  death  j 
Who  all  the  cup  of  sorrow  drank, 
And  meekly  yielded  up  his  breath. 

5  See  how  he  loved,  who  died  for  man, 

Who  labored  thus,  and  thus  endured, 
To  finish  the  all-gracious  plan, 

Which  life  and  heaven  to  man  secured. 

6  Such  love  can  we,  unmoved,  survey  ? 

O,  may  our  breasts  with  ardor  glow, 
To  tread  his  steps,  his  laws  obey, 
And  thus  our  warm  affection  show ! 

37  *  437 


COMMUNION. 

CM.  "    00^.  Birmingham  Col. 

For  Communicants. 

i    Ye  followers  of  the  Prince  of  Peace, 
Who  round  his  table  draw  ! 
Remember  what  his  spirit  was, 
What  his  peculiar  law. 

2  The  love,  which  all  his  bosom  filled, 

Did  all  his  actions  guide  ; 
Inspired  by  love,  he  lived  and  taught  ; 
Inspired  by  love,  he  died. 

3  Let  all  the  sacred  law  fulfil ; 

Like  his  be  every  mind  ; 
Be  every  temper  formed  by  love, 
And  every  action  kind. 


4 


Let  none,  who  call  themselves  his  friends, 

Disgrace  the  honored  name ; 
But  by  a  near  resemblance  prove 

The  title  which  they  claim. 

S.  M.  OOO.  Frothistgham. 

"  And  he  took  bread  and  gave  thanks." 

The  Son  of  God  gave  thanks 
Before  the  bread  he  broke  ; 
How  high  that  calm  devotion  ranks 
Among  the  words  he  spoke  ! 

Thanks,  'mid  those  troubled  men  ; 
Thanks,  at  that  deathly  hour  ;  — 
The  world's  dark  prince  advancing  then 
With  all  his  rage  and  power. 

438 


COMMUNION. 

Thanks,  o'er  that  loaf's  dread  sign  ; 
Thanks,  o'er  that  bitter  food  ;  — 
And  o'er  the  cnp,  that  was  not  wine, 
But  sorrow,  fear,  and  blood. 

And  shall  our  griefs  resent 
What  God  appoints  as  best, 
When  he,  in  all  things  innocent, 
Was  yet  in  all  distressed  ? 

Shall  we  unthankful  be 
For  all  our  blessings  round, 
When  in  the  press  of  agony 

Such  room  for  thanks  he  found? 

O,  shame  us,  Lord,  —  whate'er 
The  fortunes  of  our  days,  — 
If,  chastened,  we  are  weak  to  bear, 
If,  favored,  slow  to  praise  ! 


CM.  004.  Frothingham. 

"  In  remembrance  of  me." 
"  How  he  was  known  of  them  in  breaking  of  bread." 

"  Remember  me,"  the  Saviour  said, 

On  that  forsaken  night, 
When  from  his  side  his  nearest  fled, 

And  death  was  close  in  sight. 

Through  all  the  following  ages'  track 

The  world  remembers  yet  ; 
With  love  and  worship  gazes  back, 

And  never  can  forget. 

But  who  of  us  has  seen  his  face, 
Or  heard  the  words  he  said  ? 

439 


COMMUNION. 

And  none  can  now  his  look  retrace, 
In  breaking  of  the  bread. 

O,  blest  are  they  who  have  not  seen, 

But  yet  believe  him  still  ! 
They  know  him,  when  his  praise  they  mean, 

And  when  they  do  his  will. 

We  hear  his  truth  along  our  way, 

We  see  his  light  above, 
Remember  when  we  strive  and  pray, 

Remember  when  we  love. 


8  &  7  s.  M.  565.  Exeter  Col. 

After  Communion. 

i    From  the  table  now  retiring, 

Which  for  us  the  Lord  hath  spread, 
May  our  souls,  refreshment  finding, 
Grow  in  all  things  like  our  Head. 

2  His  example  by  beholding, 

May  our  lives  his  image  bear  ; 
Him  our  Lord  and  Master  calling, 
His  commands  may  we  revere. 

3  Love  to  God  and  man  displaying, 

Walking  steadfast  in  his  way, 
Joy  attend  us  in  believing, 

Peace  from  God  through  endless  day. 


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FAST. 


FAST. 


K(\C\  \         Chandler. 


CM.  t)UU.  \  From  the  Breviary. 

Fasting. 

i    The  solemn  season  calls  us  now 
A  holy  fast  to  keep  ; 
And  see,  within  the  temple,  how 
Both  priest  and  people  weep  ! 

2  But  come  not  thou  with  tears  alone, 

Or  outward  form  of  prayer  ; 
But  let  it  in  thy  heart  be  known 
That  penitence  is  there. 

3  Thy  breast  to  beat,  thy  clothes  to  rend, 

God  asketh  not  of  thee  ; 
Thy  stubborn  soul  he  bids  thee  bend 
In  true  humility. 

4  O,  let  us,  then,  with  heartfelt  grief, 

Draw  near  unto  our  God, 
And  pray  to  him  to  grant  relief, 
And  stay  the  uplifted  rod. 

5  O  righteous  Judge  !  if  thou  wilt  deign 

To  grant  us  all  we  need, 
We  pray  for  time  to  turn  again, 
And  grace  to  turn  indeed. 


Ml 


FAST. 

S.  M.  00  7.  Drummond. 

"  Is  it  such  a  fast  that  I  have  chosen  ?  " 

"  Is  this  a  fast  for  me  ?  "  — 
Thus  saith  the  Lord  our  God  ;  — 
"  A  day  for  man  to  vex  his  soul, 
And  feel  affliction's  rod  ?  — 

i      "  Like  bulrush  low  to  bow 

His  sorrow-stricken  head, 
With  sackcloth  for  his  inner  vest. 

And  ashes  round  him  spread  ? 

"  Shall  day  like  this  have  power 
To  stay  the  avenging  hand, 
Efface  transgression,  or  avert 
My  judgments  from  the  land  ? 

"No;  is  not  this  alone 
The  sacred  fast  I  choose,  — 
Oppression's  yoke  to  burst  in  twain, 
The  bands  of  guilt  unloose  ?  — 

"  To  nakedness  and  want 
Your  food  and  raiment  deal, 
To  dwell  your  kindred  race  among, 
And  all  their  sufferings  heal  ? 

"  Then,  like  the  morning  ray, 
Shall  spring  your  health  and  light ; 
Before  you,  righteousness  shall  shine, 
Behind,  my  glory  bright  !  " 


442 


FAST. 

L.  M.  568.  Dyer. 

For  a  Day  of  Humiliation. 

i   Great  Framer  of  unnumbered  worlds, 
And  whom  unnumbered  worlds  adore  ! 
Whose  goodness  all  thy  creatures  share, 
While  nature  trembles  at  thy  power  : 

2  Thine  is  the  hand  that  moves  the  spheres, 

That  wakes  the  wind,  and  lifts  the  sea ; 
And  man,  who  moves  the  lord  of  earth, 
Acts  but  the  part  assigned  by  thee. 

3  While  suppliant  crowds  implore  thine  aid, 

To  thee  we  raise  the  humble  cry  ; 
Thine  altar  is  the  contrite  heart, 
Thine  incense,  a  repentant  sigh. 

4  O,  may  our  land,  in  this  her  hour, 

Confess  thy  hand,  and  bless  the  rod, 
By  penitence  make  thee  her  friend, 
And  find  in  thee  a  guardian  God  ! 

L.  M.  OUU.  Montgomery. 

Prayer  for  Restoration  of  God's  Favor.     Psalm  80. 

i    Of  old,  O  God,  thine  own  right  hand 
A  pleasant  vine  did  plant  and  train  ; 
Above  the  hills,  o'er  all  the  land, 

It-  sought  the  sun,  and  drank  the  rain. 

2   Its  boughs  like  goodly  cedars  spread, 
Forth  to  the  river  went  the  root  ; 
Perennial  verdure  crowned  its  head, 
It  bore,  in  every  season,  fruit. 

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FAST. 

3  Lord  God  of  hosts,  thine  ear  incline, 

Change  into  songs  thy  people's  fears  ; 
Return,  and  visit  this  thy  vine, 

Revive  thy  work  amidst  the  years. 

4  The  plenteous  and  continual  dew 

Of  thy  rich  blessing  here  descend  ; 
So  shall  thy  vine  its  leaf  renew, 

Till  o'er  the  earth  its  branches  bend. 

5  Then  shall  it  nourish  wide  and  far, 

While  realms  beneath  its  shadow  rest  ; 
The  morning  and  the  evening  star 

Shall  mark  its  bounds  from  east  to  west. 


444 


OUR    COUNTRY. 

L.  M.  570.  Roscoe. 

Praise  for  National  Blessings. 

i    Great  God  !  beneath  whose  piercing  eye 
The  earth's  extended  kingdoms  lie  ; 
Whose  favoring  smile  upholds  them  all, 
Whose  anger  smites  them,  and  they  fall ! 

2  We  bow  before  thy  heavenly  throne  ; 
Thy  power  we  see,  thy  goodness  own  ; 
Yet,  cherished  by  thy  milder  voice, 
Our  bosoms  tremble  and  rejoice. 

3  Thy  kindness  to  our  fathers  shown, 
Their  children's  children  long  shall  own  ; 
To  thee,  with  grateful  hearts,  shall  raise 
The  tribute  of  exulting  praise. 

4  Safe,  under  thine  unerring  aid, 
Secure  the  paths  of  life  we  tread, 
And  freely  as  the  vital  air 

Thy  first  and  noblest  bounties  share. 

5  O  God  !  our  guardian  and  our  friend, 
O,  still  thy  sheltering  arm  extend  ! 
Preserved  by  thee  for  ages  past, 
For  ages  let  thy  kindness  last. 

8  &  6  s.  M.  571.  Heeer. 

Prayer  for  our  Country. 

i    From  foes  that  would  the  land  devour  ; 
From  guilty  pride,  and  lust  of  power ; 

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OUR    COUNTRY. 

From  wild  sedition's  lawless  hour  ; 

From  yoke  of  slavery  ; 
From  blinded  zeal,  by  faction  led  ; 
From  giddy  change,  by  fancy  bred  ; 
From  poisoned  error's  serpent  head, 

Good  Lord,  preserve  us  free ! 

Defend,  O  God,  with  guardian  hand, 
The  laws  and  rulers  of  our  land, 
And  grant  thy  churches  grace  to  stand 

In  faith  and  unity ! 
Thy  Spirit's  help  of  thee  we  crave, 
That  thy  Messiah,  sent  to  save, 
Returning  to  the  world,  might  have 

A  people  serving  thee  ! 


44G 


MISSIONARY    OCCASIONS. 

7  &  6  s.  M.  57  2.  Heber. 

Missionary  Hymn. 

From  Greenland's  icy  mountains, 

Prom  India's  coral  strand, 
Where  Afric's  sunny  fountains 

Roll  down  their  golden  sand, 
From  many  an  ancient  river, 

From  many  a  palmy  plain, 
They  call  us  to  deliver 

Their  land  from  error's  chain. 

What  though  the  spicy  breezes 

Blow  soft  o'er  Ceylon's  isle ; 
Though  every  prospect  pleases, 

And  only  man  is  vile  ; 
In  vain  with  lavish  kindness 

The  gifts  of  God  are  strown  ; 
The  heathen  in  his  blindness 

Bows  down  to  wood  and  stone. 

Shall  we.  whose  souls  are  lighted 
By  wisdom  from  on  high, 

Shall  we  to  men  benighted 

•  '  The  lamp  of  life  deny  ? 

Salvation  !   O  salvation  ! 
The  joyful  sound  proclaim, 

Till  earth's  remotest  nation 
Has  learnt  Messiah's  name. 


MISSIONARY    OCCASIONS. 

C.  M.  0  /  O  .  Doddridge. 

The  Gospel  Ministry. 

i    Let  Z ion's  watchmen  all  awake, 
And  take  the  alarm  they  give  ; 
Now  let  them,  from  the  mouth  of  God, 
Their  solemn  charge  receive. 

2  'T  is  not  a  cause  of  small  import 

The  pastor's  care  demands  ; 
But  what  might  fill  an  angel's  heart, 
And  filled  a  Saviour's  hands. 

3  All  to  the  great  tribunal  haste, 

The  account  to  render  there  ; 
And  shouldst  thou  strictly  mark  our  faults, 
Lord  !  how  should  we  appear  ? 

4  May  they  that  Jesus  whom  they  preach 

Their  own  Redeemer  see  ; 
And  watch  thou  daily  o'er  their  souls, 
That  they  may  watch  for  thee. 


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THE    SEASONS    OF    THE    YEAR. 

L.    M.  0/4.  DOJDDKIDGE. 

For  a  New  Year. 

i    Great  God,  we  sing  that  mighty  hand, 
By  which  supported  still  we  stand  : 
The  opening  year  thy  mercy  shows  ; 
That  mercy  crowns  it,  till  it  close. 

2  By  day,  by  night,  at  home,  abroad, 
Still  are  we  guarded  by  our  God,  ' 
By  his  incessant  bounty  fed, 

By  his  unerring  counsel  led. 

3  With  grateful  hearts  the  past  we  own  ; 
The  future,  all  to  us  unknown, 

We  to  thy  guardian  care  commit, 
And  peaceful  leave  before  thy  feet. 

4  In  scenes  exalted  or  depressed, 
Thou  art  our  joy,  and  thou  our  rest  ; 
Thy  goodness  all  our  hopes  shall  raise, 
Adored  through  all  our  changing  days. 

5  When  death  shall  interrupt  these  songs, 
And  seal  in  silence  mortal  tongues, 
Our  helper,  God,  in  whom  we  trust, 

In  better  worlds  our  souls  shall  boast. 

"  7  s.  M.  0  /  0 .  Newton. 

Uncertainty  of  Life.     New  Year. 

i    See  !  another  year  is  gone  ! 

Quickly  have  the  seasons  past  ! 

38  *  449 


THE    SEASONS    OF    THE    YEAR. 

This  we  enter  now  upon 

Will  to  many  prove  their  last. 

Mercy  hitherto  has  spared, 

But  have  mercies  been  improved  ? 

Let  us  ask,  "  Am  I  prepared 

Should  I  be  this  year  removed  ?  " 

Some  we  now  no  longer  see, 

Who  their  mortal  race  have  run, 
Seemed  as  fair  for  life  as  we, 

When  the  former  year  begun. 
Some, — but  who  God  only  knows, — 

That  are  here  assembled  now, 
Ere  the  present  year  shall  close, 

To  the  stroke  of  death  must  bow. 

If  from  guilt  and  sin  set  free 

By  the  knowledge  of  thy  grace, 
Welcome,  then,  the  call  will  be 

To  depart  and  see  thy  face. 
To  thy  saints,  while  here  below, 

With  new  years  new  mercies  come, 
But  the  happiest  year  they  know 

Is  the  last,  that  leads  them  home. 


C.  M.  576.  Doddridge. 

For  a  New  Year. 

Remark,  my  soul,  the  narrow  bounds 

Of  the  revolving  year  ! 
How  swift  the  weeks  complete  their  rounds  ! 

How  short  the  months  appear ! 


THE    SEASONS    OF    THE    YEAR. 

t   So  fast  eternity  conies  on; 
And  that  important  day, 
When  all  that  mortal  life  has  done 
God's  judgment  shall  survey. 

3  Yet  like  an  idle  tale  we  pass 

The  swift-advancing  year, 
And  study  artful  ways  to  increase 
The  speed  of  its  career. 

4  Waken,  O  God,  my  trifling  heart, 

Its  great  concern  to  see  ; 
That  I  may  act  the  Christian  part, 
And  give  the  year  to  thee. 

5  So  shall  their  course  more  grateful  roll 

If  future  years  arise  ; 
Or  this  shall  bear  my  willing  soul 
To  joy  that  never  dies. 

CM.  577.  Br.  Mi  dduston. 

Self-examination.     New  Year. 

As  o'er  the  past  my  memory  strays, 

Why  heaves  the  secret  sigh  ? 
'T  is  that  I  mourn  departed  days, 

Still  unprepared  to  die. 

The  world,  and  worldly  things  beloved, 
My  anxious  thoughts  employed  ; 

And  time  unhallowed,  unimproved, 
Presents  a  fearful  void. 

Yet,  Holy  Father  !   wild  despair 
Chase  from  my  laboring  breast  ; 

Thy  grace  it  is  which  prompts  the  prayer: 
That  grace  can  do  the  rest. 


THE    SEASONS    OF    THE    YEAR. 

4   My  life's  brief  remnant  all  be  thine  ; 
And,  when  thy  sure  decree 
Bids  me  this  fleeting  breath  resign, 
O,  speed  my  son!  to  thee  ! 


P.M.  578.  Wesley's  Col. 

For  a  New  Year. 

i    Come,  let  us  anew  our  journey  pursue, 
Roll  round  with  the  year, 
And  never  stand  still  till  the  Master  appear. 

2  His  adorable  will  let  us  gladly  fulfil, 

And  our  talents  improve, 
By  the  patience  of  hope,  and  the  labor  of  love. 

3  Our  life  is  a  dream  ;  our  time,  as  a  stream, 

Glides  swiftly  away, 
And  the  fugitive  moment  refuses  to  stay. 

4  The  arrow  is  flown  ;  the  moment  is  gone  ; 

The  millennial  year 
Rushes  on  to  our  view,  and  eternity  's  here. 

5  O  that  each,  in  the  day  of  his  coming,  may  say,  — 

"  I  have  fought  my  way  through  : 
I  have  finished  the  work  thou  didst  give  me  to  do." 

6  O  that  each  from  his  Lord  may  receive  the  glad 

word,  — 
"  Well  and  faithfully  done  ! 
Enter  into  my  joy,  and  sit  down  on  my  throne." 


THE  SEASONS  OF  THE  YEAR. 
C.  M.      5  /  9 .      Fergus. 

The  Promises  of  the  Year. 

i    The  year  begins  with  promises 
Of  joyful  days  to  come, 
Of  Sabbath  bells,  of  times  of  prayer, 
Of  thoughts  on  heaven,  our  home  ;  — 

2  Of  seed-time,  with  its  gentle  winds, 

Soft  dews,  and  healthful  showers, 

And  streamlets  gushing  from  the  hills, 

And  birds  and  opening  flowers  ;  — 

3  Of  summer,  with  its  warbling  choir 

Amid  the  balmy  leaves  ; 
Of  autumn,  with  its  fragrant  herbs 
And  fruits  and  bending  sheaves  ;  — 

4  Of  countless  mercies  from  our  God, 

Who  rules  the  changeful  years, 
Both  here  and  in  the  world  of  love, 
Beyond  the  heavenly  spheres. 

C.  P.  M.  580.  Green. 

Eve  of  a  New  Year 

i    My  days,  and  weeks,  and  months,  and  years 
Fly,  rapid  as  the  whirling  spheres 

Around  the  steady  pole  ; 
Time,  like  the  tide,  its  motion  keeps, 
Till  I  launch  on  those  boundless  deeps, 

Where  endless  ages  roll. 

2   Before  thy  throne,  great  God,  1  bow, 
And  humbly  beg  assistance  now, 
To  know  my  real  state  : 


THE    SEASONS    OF    THE    YEAR. 

While  life,  and  health,  and  time  endure, 
Fain  would  I  make  my  heaven  secure, 
Before  it  be  too  late. 

If  in  destruction's  road  I  stray, 
Help  me  to  choose  that  better  way 

Which  leads  to  joys  on  high  ; 
My  soul  renew,  my  sins  forgive  ; 
Nor  let  me  ever  dare  to  live 

Such  as  I  dare  not  die. 

With  thee  let  every  day  be  past  ; 

And,  when  that  comes  which  proves  my  last, 

May  glory  dawn  within  ! 
Relieve  me  then  from  every  doubt ; 
And,  ere  life's  glimmering  lamp  goes  out, 

Let  endless  joys  begin. 


L.  M.  0  O  1  .  Doddridge. 

For  the  Beginning  or  End  of  the  Year. 

i    My  helper,  God  !  I  bless  his  name  ; 
The  same  his  power,  his  grace  the  same 
The  tokens  of  his  friendly  care 
Open,  and  crown,  and  close  the  year. 

a   I  'midst  ten  thousand  dangers  stand, 
Supported  by  his  guardian  hand ; 
And  see,  when  I  survey  my  ways, 
Ten  thousand  monuments  of  praise. 

3    Thus  far  his  arm  hath  led  me  on  ; 
Thus  far  I  make  his  mercy  known  ; 
And,  while  I  tread  this  desert  land, 
New  mercies  shall  new  songs  demand. 


THE    SEASONS    OF    THE    YEAR. 

CM.  582.  Browne. 

The  Closing  Year. 

i   And  now,  my  soul,  another  year 
Of  my  short  life  is  past : 
I  cannot  long  continue  here  ; 
And  this  may  be  my  last. 

2  Part  of  my  doubtful  life  is  gone, 

Nor  will  return  again  ; 
And  swift  my  fleeting  moments  run,  — 
The  few  which  yet  remain. 

3  Awake,  my  soul !  with  all  thy  care 

Thy  true  condition  learn  ; 
What  are  thy  hopes,  — how  sure,  how  fair, 
And  what  thy  great  concern  ? 

4  Now  a  new  space  of  life  begins, 

Set  out  afresh  for  heaven ; 
Seek  pardon  for  thy  former  sins, 
Through  Christ,  so  freely  given. 

5  Devoutly  yield  thyself  to  God, 

And  on  his  grace  depend ; 
With  zeal  pursue  the  heavenly  road. 
Nor  doubt  a  happy  end. 

L.  M.  OOO.  Doddridge. 

"Thou  crownest  the  year  with  thy  goodness." 

i    Eternal  Source  of  every  joy  ! 

Well  may  thy  praise  our  lips  employ, 

While  in  thy  temple  we  appear, 

Whose  goodness  crowns  the  circling  year. 


THE    SEASONS    OF    THE    YEAR. 

2  Wide  as  the  wheels  of  nature  roll, 
Thy  hand  supports  the  steady  pole ; 
The  sun  is  taught  by  thee  to  rise, 
And  darkness  when  to  veil  the  skies. 

3  The  flowery  spring,  at  thy  command, 
Embalms  the  air  and  paints  the  land  ; 
The  summer  rays  with  vigor  shine, 
To  raise  the  corn,  and  cheer  the  vine. 

4  Thy  hand  in  autumn  richly  pours, 
Through  all  our  coasts,  redundant  stores  ; 
And  winters,  softened  by  thy  care, 

No  more  a  face  of  horror  wear. 

5  Seasons,  and  months,  and  weeks,  and  days 
Demand  successive  songs  of  praise ; 

Still  be  the  cheerful  homage  paid, 
With  opening  light,  and  evening  shade. 

6  O,  may  our  more  harmonious  tougues 
In  worlds  unknown  pursue  the  songs ; 
And  in  those  brighter  courts  adore, 
Where  days  and  years  revolve  no  more ! 

10  s.  M.  584.  E.  Taylor. 

The  Changing  Year. 

i    God  of  the  changing  year !  whose  arm  of  power 
In  safety  leads  through  danger's  darkest  hour,  — 
Here  in  thy  temple  bow  thy  creatures  down, 
To  bless  thy  mercy,  and  thy  might  to  own. 

2   Thine  are  the  beams  that  cheer  us  on  our  way, 
And  pour  around  the  gladdening  light  of  day  ; 


THE    SEASONS    OF    THE    YEAR. 

Thine  is  the  night,  and  the  fair  orbs  that  shine 
To  cheer  its  hours  of  darkness,  —  all  are  thine. 

3  If  round  our  path  the  thorns  of  sorrow  grew, 
And  mortal  friends  were  faithless,  thou  wert  true  ; 
Did  sickness  shake  the  frame,  or  anguish  tear 
The  wounded  spirit,  thou  wert  present  there. 

4  Yet,  when  our  hearts  review  departed  days, 
How  vast  thy  mercies !  how  remiss  our  praise  ! 
Well  may  we  dread  thine  awful  eye  to  meet, 
Bend  at  thy  throne,  and  worship  at  thy  feet. 

5  O,  lend  thine  ear,  and  lift  our  voice  to  thee  ; 
Where'er  we  dwell,  still  let  thy  mercy  be ; 
From  year  to  year,  still  nearer  to  thy  shrine 
Draw  our  frail  hearts,  and  make  them  wholly  thine. 


8  &  7  s.  M.  585.  Horne. 

Autumn  Warnings. 


i    See  the  leaves  around  us  falling. 

Dry  and  withered,  to  the  ground ; 
Thus  to  thoughtless  mortals  calling, 
In  a  sad  and  solemn  sound :  — 

a    "Youth,  on  length  of  days  presuming, 
Who  the  paths  of  pleasure  tread,  — 
View  us,  late  in  beauty  blooming, 
Numbered  now  among  the  dead. 

3    "  What  though  yet  no  losses  grieve  you, 
Gay  with  health  and  many  a  grace  ; 
Let  not  cloudless  skies  deceive  you  : 
Summer  gives  to  autumn  place. 

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THE    SEASONS    OF    THE    YEAR. 

"  Yearly  in  our  course  returning, 
Messengers  of  shortest  stay, 

O,  receive  our  kindly  warning,  — 
Heaven  and  earth  shall  pass  away." 

On  the  tree  of  life  eternal 

Let  our  highest  hopes  be  stayed  : 
This  alone,  for  ever  vernal, 

Bears  a  leaf  that  shall  not  fade. 


H.  M.  5  O  U .  Freeman. 

Imitation  of  Thomson's  Hymn  on  the  Seasons. 

i    Lord  of  the  worlds  below  ! 
On  earth  thy  glories  shine  ; 
The  changing  seasons  show 
Thy  skill  and  power  divine. 
In  all  we  see 
A  God  appears  ; 
The  rolling  years 
Are  full  of  thee. 

2  Forth  in  the  flowery  spring, 

We  see  thy  beauty  move  ; 

The  birds  on  branches  sing 

Thy  tenderness  and  love  ; 

Wide  flush  the  hills ; 

The  air  is  balm : 

Devotion's  calm 

Our  bosom  fills. 

3  Then  come,  in  robes  of  light, 

The  summer's  flaming  days  ; 
The  sun,  thine  image  bright, 
Thy  majesty  displays ; 


THE    SEASONS    OF    THE    YEAR. 

And  oft  thy  voice 
In  thunder  rolls  ; 
But  still  our  souls 

In  thee  rejoice. 

In  autumn,  a  rich  feast 

Thy  common  bounty  gives 
To  man,  and  bird,  and  beast, 
And  every  thing  that  lives. 
Thy  liberal  care, 
At  morn  and  noon 
And  harvest  moon, 
Our  lips  declare. 

In  winter,  awful  thou  ! 

With  storms  around  thee  cast 
The  leafless  forests  bow 
Beneath  thy  northern  blast. 
While  tempests  lower, 
To  thee,  dread  King, 
We  homage  bring, 
And  own  thy  power. 


CM.  587.  Watts. 

The  changing  Seasons  under  the  Direction  of  Providence. 

With  songs  and  honors  sounding  loud, 

Address  the  Lord  on  high  ; 
Over  the  heavens  he  spreads  his  cloud, 

And  waters  veil  the  sky. 

He  sends  his  showers  of  blessings  down 

To  cheer  the  plains  below  ; 
He  makes  the  grass  the  mountains  crown, 

And  corn  in  valleys  grow. 

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THE    SEASONS    OF    THE    YEAR. 

3  His  steady  counsels  change  the  face 

Of  the  declining  year  ; 
He  bids  the  sun  cut  short  his  race, 
And  wintry  days  appear. 

4  His  hoary  frost,  his  fleecy  snow, 

Descend  and  clothe  the  ground  ; 
The  liquid  streams  forbear  to  flow, 
In  icy  fetters  bound. 

5  He  sends  his  word  and  melts  the  snow  ; 

The  fields  no  longer  mourn  ; 
He  calls  the  warmer  gales  to  blow, 
And  bids  the  spring  return. 

6  The  changing  wind,  the  flying  cloud, 

Obey  his  mighty  word  ; 
With  songs  and  honors  sounding  loud, 
Praise  ye  the  Sovereign  Lord ! 


L.  M.  OOO.  Heginbotham. 

God's  Goodness  manifested  in  each  Season. 

i    Great  God !  let  all  our  tuneful  powers 
Awake,  and  sing  thy  mighty  name ; 
Thy  hand  rolls  on  our  circling  hours,  — 
The  hand  from  which  our  being  came. 

2  Seasons  and  moons,  revolving  round 

In  beauteous  order,  speak  thy  praise  : 
And  years,  with  smiling  mercy  crowned, 
To  thee  successive  honors  raise. 

3  To  thee  we  raise  the  annual  song  ; 

To  thee  the  grateful  tribute  give  ; 

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THE    SEASONS    OF    THE    YEAR. 

Our  God  doth  still  our  years  prolong, 

And,  'midst  unnumbered  deaths,  we  live. 

4  Each  changing  season  on  our  souls 

Its  sweetest,  kindest  influence  sheds ; 
And  every  period,  as  it  rolls, 

Showers  countless  blessings  on  our  heads. 

5  Our  lives,  our  health,  our  friends,  we  owe 

All  to  thy  vast,  unbounded  love  ; 
Ten  thousand  precious  gifts  below, 
And  hope  of  nobler  joys  above. 


CM.  OOtl.  Christian  Psalmist. 

Thanks  for  an  abundant  Harvest. 

Fountain  of  mercy,  God  of  love  ! 

How  rich  thy  bounties  are  ! 
The  rolling  seasons,  as  they  move, 

Proclaim  thy  constant  care. 

When  in  the  bosom  of  the  earth 

The  sower  hid  the  grain, 
Thy  goodness  marked  its  secret  birth, 

And  sent  the  early  rain. 

The  spring's  sweet  influence,  Lord,  was  thine  : 

The  plants  in  beauty  grew  : 
Thou  gav'st  refulgent  suns  to  shine, 

And  mild,  refreshing  dew. 

These  various  mercies  from  above 

Matured  the  swelling  grain  ; 
A  kindly  harvest  crowns  thy  love. 

And  plenty  fills  the  plain. 

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THE    SEASONS    OF    THE    YEAR. 

We  own  and  bless  thy  gracious  sway ; 

Thy  hand  all  nature  hails  ; 
Seed-time  nor  harvest,  night  nor  day, 

Summer  nor  winter,  fails. 


H.  M.  590.  J.  Taylor. 

Thanksgiving  for  fruitful  Seasons. 

i    Rejoice  !  the  Lord  is  king  ! 

Your  Lord  and  King  adore  ; 
Mortals,  give  thanks  and  sing, 

And  triumph  evermore  ; 
Lift  up  your  hearts,  lift  up  your  voice 
Rejoice,  in  sacred  lays  rejoice. 

2  His  wintry  north-winds  blow, 

Loud  tempests  rush  amain  ; 
Yet  his  thick  flakes  of  snow 
Defend  the  infant  grain  ; 
Lift  up  your  hearts,  &c. 

3  He  wakes  the  genial  spring, 

Perfumes  the  balmy  air  ; 
The  vales  their  tribute  bring, 
The  promise  of  the  year ; 
Lift  up  your  hearts,  &c. 

4  High  from  the  ethereal  plain 

Bright  suns  their  influence  fling  ; 
He  gives  the  welcome  rain, 
That  makes  the  valleys  sing  ; 
Lift  up  your  hearts,  &c. 

5  He  leads  the  circling  year, 

His  flocks  the  hills  adorn  ; 

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THE    SEASONS    OF    THE    YEAR. 

He  fills  the  golden  ear. 

And  loads  the  fields  with  corn  ; 
O  happy  mortals,  raise  your  voice,  &c. 

6    Lead  on  your  fleeting  train, 

Ye  years,  ye  months,  and  days ! 
O.  bring  the  eternal  reign 
Of  love,  and  joy,  and  praise  ; 
Lift  up  your  hearts,  lift  up  your  voice  ; 
Rejoice,  in  sacred  lays  rejoice. 

7  s.  M.  0  \j  _L  .  J-  Newton  varied. 

The  Shortness  of  Life. 

i    While,  with  ceaseless  course,  the  sun 
Hasted  through  the  closing  year, 
Many  souls  their  race  have  run, 
Never  more  to  meet  us  here. 

2  Finished  is  probation's  day, 

They  have  done  with  all  below  ; 
We  a  little  longer  stay, 

But  how  little,  none  can  know. 

3  As  the  winged  arrow  flies 

Speedily  the  mark  to  find ; 
As  the  lightning  from  the  skies 

Darts,  and  leaves  no  trace  behind  ;  — 


Swiftly  thus  our  fleeting  days 
Bear  us  down  life's  rapid  stream  ; 

Upwards,  Lord,  our  spirits  raise, 
All  below  is  but  a  dream. 

Thanks,  for  mercies  past,  receive  ; 
Pardon  for  our  sins  renew  ; 

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THE    SEASONS    OF    THE    YEAR. 

Teach  us  henceforth  how  to  live, 
With  eternity  in  view. 

6    Bless  thy  word  to  young  and  old  ; 

Fill  our  hearts  with  filial  love  ; 

And,  when  life's  short  tale  is  told, 

May  we  dwell  with  thee  above. 


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FUNERAL  OCCASIONS. 

CM.  592.  Watts. 

A  Funeral  Thought. 

i    Hark  !  from  the  tombs  a  doleful  sound  ; 
Mine  ears  attend  the  cry,  — 
"  Ye  living  men,  come  view  the  ground, 
Where  you  must  shortly  lie. 

2  "  Princes,  this  clay  must  be  your  bed, 

In  spite  of  all  your  towers  ; 
The  tall,  the  wise,  the  reverend  head 
Must  lie  as  low  as  ours." 

3  Great  God  !  is  this  our  certain  doom  ? 

And  are  we  still  secure  ? 
Still  walking  downwards  to  our  tomb, 
And  yet  prepare  no  more  ? 

4  Grant  us  the  powers  of  quickening  grace, 

To  fit  our  souls  to  fly  ; 
Then,  when  we  drop  this  dying  flesh. 
We  '11  rise  above  the  sky. 

7  s.  M.  0  O  O  .  Anonymous. 

Dirge. 

i   Clay  to  clay,  and  dust  to  dust ! 
Let  them  mingle,  —  for  they  must ! 
Give  to  earth  the  earthly  clod, 
For  the  spirit 's  fled  to  God. 


FUNERAL    OCCASIONS. 

2  Never  more  shall  midnight's  damp 
Darken  round  this  mortal  lamp  ; 
Never  more  shall  noonday's  glance 
Search  this  mortal  countenance. 

3  Deep  the  pit.  and  cold  the  bed, 
Where  the  spoils  of  death  are  laid  ; 
Stiff  the  curtains,  chill  the  gloom, 
Of  man's  melancholy  tomb. 

4  Look  aloft  !     The  spirit  's  risen  ;  — 
Death  cannot  the  soul  imprison  : 

'T  is  in  heaven  that  spirits  dwell, 
Glorious,  though  invisible. 

5  Thither  let  us  turn  our  view  ; 
Peace  is  there,  and  comfort  too  : 
There  shall  those  we  love  be  found, 
Tracing  joy's  eternal  round. 

6  &  4  s.  M.  594.  Mrs.  Hemans. 

Funeral  Prayer. 

i    Lowly  and  solemn  be 
Thy  children's  cry  to  thee, 

Father  divine  !  — 
A  hymn  of  suppliant  breath, 
Owning  that  life  and  death 

Alike  are  thine. 

2   O  Father,  in  that  hour 

When  earth  all  succouring  power 

Shall  disavow,  — 
When  spear,  and  shield,  and  crown, 
In  faintness  are  cast  down,  — 

Sustain  us,  thou  ! 

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FUNERAL    OCCASIONS. 

By  Him  who  bowed  to  take 
The  death-cup  for  our  sake, 

The  thorn,  the  rod,  — 
From  whom  the  last  dismay- 
Was  not  to  pass  away,  — 

Aid  us,  O  God  ! 

Tremblers  beside  the  grave, 
We  call  on  thee  to  save, 

Father  divine  ! 
Hear,  hear  our  suppliant  breath 
Keep  us,  in  life  and  death, 

Thine,  only  thine. 


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DEATH    OF    THE   RIGHTEOUS. 

CM.  595.  Watts. 

"  Blessed  are  the  dead  that  die  in  the  Lord." 

i    Hear  what  the  voice  from  heaven  proclaims 
For  all  the  pious  dead :  — 
Sweet  is  the  savor  of  their  names, 
And  soft  their  sleeping  bed. 

2  They  sleep  in  Jesus,  and  are  blessed  ; 

How  kind  their  slumbers  are  ! 
From  sufferings  and  from  sins  released, 
And  freed  from  every  snare. 

3  Far  from  this  world  of  toil  and  strife 

They  're  present  with  the  Lord  ; 
The  labors  of  their  mortal  life 
End  in  a  large  reward. 

L.  M.  596.  Watts. 

Death  a  Blessing  to  the  Righteous. 

i    Do  flesh  and  nature  dread  to  die  ? 

And  timorous  thoughts  our  minds  enslave  ? 
But  grace  can  raise  our  hopes  on  high, 
And  quell  the  terrors  of  the  grave. 

2   Do  we  not  dwell  in  clouds  below, 
And  little  know  the  God  we  love  ? 
Why  should  we  like  this  twilight  so, 
When  't  is  all  noon  in  worlds  above  ? 

468 


DEATH    OF    THE    RIGHTEOUS. 

3  When  we  put  off  this  fleshly  load, 

We  're  from  a  thousand  mischiefs  free, 
For  ever  present  with  our  God, 

Where  we  have  longed  and  wished  to  be. 

4  No  more  shall  pride  or  passion  rise, 

Or  envy  fretj  or  malice  roar, 
Or  sorrow  mourn,  with  downcast  eyes, 
And  sin  defile  our  eyes  no  more. 

5  'T  is  best,  't  is  infinitely  best, 

To  go  where  tempters  cannot  come, 
Where  saints  and  angels,  ever  blest, 
Dwell  and  enjoy  their  heavenly  home. 

6  O  for  a  visit  from  my  God, 

To  drive  my  fears  of  death  away, 
And  help  me  through  this  darksome  road, 
To  realms  of  everlasting  day  ! 


S.  M.  597.  Wilson. 

"I  heard  a  voice  from  heaven." 

i      I  heard  a  voice  from  heaven 
Say,  "  Blessed  is  the  doom 
Of  those  whose  trust  is  in  the  Lord, 
When  sinking  to  the  tomb  !  " 

2     The  Holy  Spirit  spake,  — 
And  I  the  words  repeat,  — 
"Blessed  are  they," — for,  after  toil, 
To  mortals  rest  is  sweet. 


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DEATH    OF    THE    RIGHTEOUS. 

L.  M.  Ot/O.  Norton. 

Blessedness  of  the  pious  Dead. 

i    O,  stay  thy  tears  ;  for  they  are  blest, 

Whose  days  are  past,  whose  toil  is  done  : 
Here  midnight  care  disturbs  our  rest  ; 
Here  sorrow  dims  the  noonday  sun. 

2  How  blest  are  they  whose  transient  years 

Pass  like  an  evening  meteor's  flight  ! 
Not  dark  with  guilt,  nor  dim  with  tears  ; 
Whose  course  is  short,  unclouded,  bright. 

3  O,  cheerless  were  our  lengthened  way  ; 

But  Heaven's  own  light  dispels  the  gloom, 
Streams  downward  from  eternal  day, 
And  casts  a  glory  round  the  tomb. 

4  O,  stay  thy  tears  ;  the  blest  above 

Have  hailed  a  spirit's  heavenly  birth, 
And  sung  a  song  of  joy  and  love  ; 

Then  why  should  anguish  reign  on  earth  ? 

L.  M.  599.  W.  J.  Loring. 

Consolation  for  the  Loss  of  pious  Friends. 

i    Why  weep  for  those,  frail  child  of  woe, 

Who  've  fled  and  left  thee  mourning  here  ? 
Triumphant  o'er  their  latest  foe, 
They  glory  in  a  brighter  sphere. 

a   Weep  not  for  them  ;  —  beside  thee  now 
Perhaps  they  watch,  with  guardian  care, 
And  witness  tears  that  idly  flow 

O'er  those  who  bliss  of  angels  share. 

470 


DEATH    OF    THE    RIGHTEOUS. 

3  Or  round  their  Father's  throne  above, 

With  raptured  voice,  his  praise  they  sing, 
Or  on  his  messages  of  love 

They  journey  with  unwearied  wing. 

4  Space  cannot  check,  thought  cannot  bound. 

The  high-exulting  souls  whom  he, 
Who  formed  these  million  worlds  around, 
Takes  to  his  own  eternity. 

5  Weep,  weep  no  more  ;  their  voices  raise 

The  song  of  triumph  high  to  God, 
And  wouldst  thou  join  their  song  of  praise, 
Walk  humbly  in  the  path  they  trod. 


CM.  600.  Watts. 

The  Death  and  Burial  of  a  Saint. 

i    Why  do  we  mourn  departing  friends, 
Or  shake  at  death's  alarms  ? 
'T  is  but  the  voice  that  Jesus  sends 
To  call  them  to  his  arms. 

2  The  graves  of  all  his  saints  he  blest, 

And  softened  every  bed  ; 
Where  should  the  dying  members  rest, 
But  with  the  dying  Head  ? 

3  Then  let  the  last,  loud  trumpet  sound, 

And  bid  our  kindred  rise  ; 
Awake,  ye  nations  under  ground  : 
Ye  saints,  ascend  the  skies. 


471 


DEATH    OF    THE    RIGHTEOUS. 

7&6s.  M.  601.  C.  Wesley. 

Adieu  to  a  departed  Christian  Friend. 

i    Farewell,  thou  once  a  mortal, 
Our  poor,  afflicted  friend  ; 
Go,  pass  the  heavenly  portal, 
To  God,  thy  glorious  end. 

2  The  Author  of  thy  being 

Hath  summoned  thee  away ; 
And  faith  is  lost  in  seeing, 
And  night  in  endless  day. 

3  With  those  that  went  before  thee, 

The  saints  of  ancient  days, 
Who  shine  in  sacred  story, 
Thy  soul  hath  found  its  place. 

4  Acquainted  with  their  sadness 

While  in  the  weeping  vale, 
Thou  sharest  now  their  gladness, 
And  joys  that  never  fail. 

5  No  loss  of  friends  shall  grieve  thee  ; 

That,  we  alone  must  bear  ; 

They  cannot,  cannot  leave  thee, 

Thy  kind  companions  there. 

6  From  all  thy  care  and  sorrow 

Thou  art  escaped  to-day  ; 
And  we  shall  mount  to-morrow, 
And  soar  to  thee  away. 


472 


DEATH    OF    THE    RIGHTEOUS. 

L.  M.  602.  Mrs.  Mackay. 

Sleeping  in  Jesus. 

i    Asleep  in  Jesus  !  blessed  sleep  ! 

From  which  none  ever  wakes  to  weep  ; 
A  calm  and  undisturbed  repose, 
Unbroken  by  the  dread  of  foes. 

2  Asleep  in  Jesus  !  peaceful  rest, 
Whose  waking  is  supremely  blest ; 
No  fear,  no  woes,  shall  dim  that  hour 
Which  manifests  the  Saviour's  power. 

3  Asleep  in  Jesus  !  time  nor  space 
Debars  this  precious  hiding-place  ; 
On  Indian  plains,  or  Lapland  snows, 
Believers  find  the  same  repose. 

4  Asleep  in  Jesus  !  far  from  thee 

Thy  kindred  and  their  graves  may  be  ; 
But  thine  is  still  a  blessed  sleep, 
From  which  none  ever  wakes  to  weep. 

CM.  0  U  O .  Mrs.  Barbauld  varied. 

Following  the  Dead  in  Hope. 

i   Not  for  the  pious  dead  we  weep  ; 
Their  sorrows  now  are  o'er ; 
The  sea  is  calm,  the  tempest  past, 
On  that  eternal  shore. 

2   Their  peace  is  sealed,  their  rest  is  sure, 
Within  that  better  home  ; 
Awhile  we  weep  and  linger  here, 
Then  follow  to  the  tomb. 

40  *  473 


DEATH    OF    THE    RIGHTEOUS. 

3  And  is  the  awful  veil  withdrawn, 

That  shrouds  from  mortal  eyes, 
In  deep,  impenetrable  gloom, 
The  secrets  of  the  skies  ? 

4  O  might  some  dream  of  visioned  bliss, 

Some  trance  of  rapture,  show 
Where,  on  the  bosom  of  their  God, 
They  rest  from  human  woe  ! 

5  Thence  may  their  pure  devotion-s  flame 

On  us,  on  us,  descend  ; 
To  us  their  strong  aspiring  hopes, 
Their  faith,  their  fervors,  lend. 

6  Let  these  our  shadowy  path  illume, 

And  teach  the  chastened  mind 
To  welcome  all  that  's  left  of  good, 
To  all  that  's  lost  resigned. 

P.  M.  604.  Heber. 

Funeral  Hymn. 

i    Thou  art  gone  to  the  grave,  but  we  will  not  de- 
plore thee  ; 
Though  sorrows   and   darkness   encompass  the 
tomb, 
The  Saviour  has  passed  through  its  portals  before 
thee, 
And  the  lamp  of  his  love  is  thy  guide  through 
the  gloom. 

2   Thou  art  gone  to  the  grave ;  we  no  longer  behold 
thee, 
Nor  tread  the  rough  path  of  the  world  by  thy 
side  ; 

474 


DEATH    OF    THE    RIGHTEOUS. 

But  the  wide  arms  of  mercy  are  spread  to  enfold 
thee, 
And  sinners  may  hope,  since  the  Sinless  has  died. 

3  Thou  art  gone  to  the  grave,  and,  its  mansions  for- 

saking, 

Perhaps  thy  tried  spirit  in  doubt  lingered  long  ; 
But  the  sunshine  of  heaven  beamed  bright  on  thy 
waking, 

And  the   song  that  thou  heardst  was  the  sera- 
phim's song. 

4  Thou  art  gone  to  the  grave,  but  't  were  wrong  to 

deplore  thee, 
When  God  was  thy  Ransom,  thy  Guardian,  and 

Guide  ; 
He  gave  thee,  and  took  thee,  and  soon  will  restore 

thee, 
Where  death  has  no  sting,  since  the  Saviour  has 

died. 


475 


DEATH  OF  THE  YOUNG. 

L.  M.  605.  Belfast  Col. 

On  the  Death  of  an  Infant. 

i    As  the  sweet  flower  which  scents  the  morn, 
But  withers  in  the  rising  day, 
Thus  lovely  seemed  the  infant's  dawn, 
Thus  swiftly  fled  its  life  away. 

2  Ere  sin  could  blight,  or  sorrow  fade, 

Death  timely  came,  with  friendly  care, 
The  opening  bud  to  heaven  conveyed, 
And  bade  it  bloom  for  ever  there. 

3  It  died  before  its  infant  soul 

Had  ever  burned  with  wrong  desire, 
Had  ever  spurned  at  Heaven's  control, 
Or  ever  quenched  its  sacred  fire. 

4  It  died  to  sin,  it  died  to  care  ; 

But  for  a  moment  felt  the  rod, 
Then,  springing  on  the  viewless  air, 

Spread  its  light  wings,  and  soared  to  God. 

7&6s.  M.  006. 

The  Death  of  a  Child. 

i    Ah  !  not  for  thee  was  woven 

That  wreath  of  joy  and  woe, 
That  crown  of  thorns  and  flowers, 

Which  all  must  wear  below ; 
We  bend  in  sadness  o'er  thee, 
Yet  feel  that  thou  art  blest, 

476 


DEATH    OF    THE    YOUNG. 

Loved  one !  so  early  summoned 
To  enter  into  rest. 

2  E'en  now  thy  bright  young  spirit 

From  earthly  life  is  free  ; 
Now  hast  thou  met  that  Saviour, 

Who  smiled  on  such  as  thee  ; 
E'en  now  art  thou  rejoicing, 

Unsullied  as  thou  art, 
In  the  blest  vision  promised 

Unto  the  pure  in  heart. 

3  Thou  Father  of  our  spirits, 

We  can  but  look  to  thee  ! 
Though  chastened,  not  forsaken 

Shall  we  thy  children  be. 
We  take  the  cup  of  sorrow 

As  did  thy  blessed  Son  ; 
Teach  us  to  say  with  Jesus, 

"  Thy  will,  not  ours,  be  done." 

L.  M.  607.  Mrs.  Steele. 

On  the  Death  of  a  Child. 

i    So  fades  the  lovely  blooming  flower, 
Frail,  smiling  solace  of  an  hour  ; 
So  soon  our  transient  comforts  fly, 
And  pleasure  only  blooms  to  die. 

2  Is  there  no  kind,  no  lenient  art, 
To  heal  the  anguish  of  the  heart  ? 
To  ease  the  heavy  load  of  care, 
Which  nature  must,  but  cannot,  bear  ? 

3  Can  reason's  dictates  be  obeyed  ? 
Too  weak,  alas,  her  strongest  aid  ! 


DEATH    OF    THE    YOUNG. 

O,  let  Religion  then  be  nigh  ! 

Her  comforts  were  not  made  to  die. 

4  Her  powerful  aid  supports  the  soul. 
And  nature  owns  her  kind  control ; 
While  she  unfolds  the  sacred  page, 
Our  fiercest  griefs  resign  their  rage. 

5  Then  gentle  Patience  smiles  on  pain, 
And  dying  Hope  revives  again  ; 

Hope  wipes  the  tear  from  Sorrow's  eye, 
And  Faith  points  upward  to  the  sky. 


8  &  7  s.  M.  608.  Mom  varied. 

At  the  Grave  of  a  Child. 

i    Fare  thee  well,  our  fondly  cherished  ; 
Dear,  dear  blossom,  fare  thee  well  ; 
He  who  lent  thee  hath  recalled  thee, 
Back  with  him  and  his  to  dwell. 

2  Like  a  sunbeam,  through  our  dwelling 

Shone  thy  presence,  bright  and  calm  ; 
Thou  didst  add  a  zest  to  pleasure  ; 
To  our  sorrows  thou  wert  balm. 

3  Yet  while  mourning,  O  our  lost  one  ! 

Come  no  visions  of  despair ; 
Seated  on  thy  tomb,  Faith's  angel 
Saith,  thou  art  not,  art  not,  there. 

4  Where,  then,  art  thou  ?   With  the  Saviour, 

Blest,  for  ever  blest  to  be  ; 
'Mid  the  sinless  little  children, 

Who  have  heard  his  "  Come  to  me." 

478 


DEATH    OF    THE    YOUNG. 

Passed  the  shades  of  death's  dark  valley, 
Thou  art  leaning  on  his  breast, 

Where  the  wicked  may  not  enter, 
And  the  weary  are  at  rest. 

Plead  that,  in  a  Father's  mercy, 
All  our  sins  may  be  forgiven  ; 

Angel !  plead,  that  thou  mayst  greet  us, 
Ransomed,  at  the  gates  of  heaven. 


479 


CHRISTIAN  PREPARATION. 

8  &  7  s.  M.  609. 

"  Be  thou  ready." 

Be  thou  ready,  fellow-mortal, 

In  thy  pilgrimage  of  life, 
Ever  ready  to  uphold  thee 

In  the  toil  and  in  the  strife. 
Let  no  hope,  however  pleasant, 

Lure  thy  footsteps  from  the  right  ; 
Nor  the  sunshine  leave  thee  straying 

In  the  sudden  gloom  of  night. 

Be  thou  ready  when  thy  brother 

Bows  in  dark  affliction's  shade  ; 
Be  thou  ready  when  thy  sister 

Needs  thy  kindness  and  thy  aid  ; 
Let  thine  arm  sustain  and  cheer  them, 

They  have  claims  upon  us  all,  — 
And  thy  deeds  like  morning  sunlight 

On  their  weary  hearts  shall  fall. 

Be  thou  ready  when  the  erring 

List  to  sin's  enchanting  strain, 
Ready  with  kind  words  to  woo  them 

Back  to  virtue's  path  again. 
Be  thou  ready,  in  thy  meekness, 

To  do  good  to  friend  and  foe, 
As  thy  Father  sheddeth  freely 

Light  on  all  that  dwell  below. 

480 


CHRISTIAN    PREPARATION. 

Be  thou  ready  for  the  morrow, 

When  delight  shall  please  no  more  ; 
When  the  rose  and  lily  fadeth, 

And  the  charm  of  song  is  o'er. 
When  the  voices  of  thy  kindred 

Faintly  move  thy  dying  ear, 
Be  thou  ready  for  thy  journey 

To  some  higher,  brighter  sphere. 


41  481 


ORDINATION  AND  DEDICATION. 

L.   M.  0  1  U  .  PlERPONT. 

Ordination  Hymn. 

i    O  Thou,  who  art  above  all  height ! 

Our  God,  our  Father,  and  our  Friend ! 
Beneath  thy  throne  of  love  and  light 
Let  thine  adoring  children  bend. 

2  We  kneel  in  praise,  that  here  is  set 

A  vine  that  by  thy  culture  grew  ; 
We  kneel  in  prayer,  that  thou  wouldst  wet 
Its  opening  leaves  with  heavenly  dew. 

3  Since  thy  young  servant  now  hath  given 

Himself,  his  powers,  his  hopes,  his  youth, 
To  the  great  cause  of  truth  and  heaven, 
Be  thou  his  guide,  O  God  of  truth ! 

4  Here  may  his  doctrines  drop  like  rain, 

His  speech  like  Hermon's  dew  distil, 
Till  green  fields  smile,  and  golden  grain, 
Ripe  for  the  harvest,  waits  thy  will. 

5  And  when  he  sinks  in  death,  —  by  care, 

Or  pain,  or  toil,  or  years  oppressed,  — 
O  God !  remember  then  our  prayer, 
And  take  his  spirit  to  thy  rest. 

L.  M.  Oil.  PlERPONT. 

Dedication  Hymn. 

i    O  bow  thine  ear,  Eternal  One  ! 
On  thee  our  heart  adoring  calls  ; 


ORDINATION    AND    DEDICATION. 

To  thee  the  followers  of  thy  Son 

Have  raised  and  now  devote  these  walls. 

2  Here  let  thy  holy  days  be  kept ; 

And  be  this  place,  —  to  worship  given,  — 
Like  that  bright  spot  where  Jacob  slept, 
The  house  of  God,  the  gate  of  heaven. 

3  Here  may  thine  honor  dwell  ;  and  here, 

As  incense-,  let  thy  children's  prayer, 
From  contrite  hearts  and  lips  sincere, 
Rise  on  the  still  and  holy  air. 

4  Here  be  thy  praise  devoutly  sung  ; 

Here  let  thy  truth  beam  forth  to  save, 
As  when,  of  old,  thy  spirit  hung 

On  wings  of  light  o'er  Jordan's  wave. 

5  And  when  the  lips,  that  with  thy  name 

Are  vocal  now,  to  dust  shall  turn, 
On  others  may  devotion's  flame 
Be  kindled  here,  and  purely  burn. 


MORNING   AND    EVENING. 

CM.  612.  Watts. 

A  Morning  Song. 

i    Once  more,  my  soul,  the  rising  day- 
Salutes  thy  waking  eyes  ; 
Once  more,  my  voice,  thy  tribute  pay 
To  Him  that  rules  the  skies. 

2  Night  unto  night  his  name  repeats, 

The  day  renews  the  sound, 
Wide  as  the  heaven  on  which  he  sits 
To  turn  the  seasons  round. 

3  Dear  God,  let  all  my  hours  be  thine, 

While  I  enjoy  the  light ; 
Then  shall  my  sun  in  smiles  decline, 
And  bring  a  pleasant  night. 

L.  M.  613.  Watts. 

A  Morning  Hymn. 

i   God  of  the  morning,  at  whose  voice 
The  cheerful  sun  makes  haste  to  rise, 
And  like  a  giant  doth  rejoice 

To  run  his  journey  through  the  skies. 

2  From  the  fair  chambers  of  the  east, 

The  circuit  of  his  race  begins, 
And,  without  weariness  or  rest, 

Round  the  whole  earth  he  flies  and  shines. 

3  O,  like  the  sun  may  I  fulfil 

The  appointed  duties  of  the  day, 

484 


MORNING    AND    EVENING. 

With  ready  mind  and  active  will 

March  on  and  keep  my  heavenly  way. 

Lord,  thy  commands  are  clean  and  pure, 
Enlightening  our  beclouded  eyes, 

Thy  threatenings  just,  thy  promise  sure, 
Thy  gospel  makes  the  simple  wise. 

7  s.  M.  U  1  4: .  Episcopal  Col. 

Morning  Hymn. 

Now  the  shades  of  night  are  gone  ; 
Now  the  morning  light  is  come  ; 
Lord,  may  we  be  thine  to-day, 
Drive  the  shades  of  sin  away. 

Fill  our  souls  with  heavenly  light, 
Banish  doubt,  and  clear  our  sight ; 
In  thy  service,  Lord,  to-day, 
May  we  stand,  and  watch,  and  pray. 

Keep  our  haughty  passions  bound  ; 
Save  us  from  our  foes  around  ; 
Going  out  and  coming  in, 
Keep  us  safe  from  every  sin. 

When  our  work  of  life  is  past, 
O,  receive  us  then  at  last  ; 
Night  and  sin  will  be  no  more, 
When  we  reach  the  heavenly  shore. 

8  &  11  s.  M.  0  JL  0  .  Anonymous. 

.  *  Morning  Hymn. 

Our  Father !  we  thank  thee  for  sleep, 
For  quiet  and  peaceable  rest  ; 


MORNING    AND    EVENING. 

We  bless  the  kind  care  that  doth  keep 
Thy  children  from  being  distressed  : 
O,  how  in  their  weakness  shall  children  repay 
Thy  fatherly  kindness,  by  night  and  by  day  ? 

!     Our  voices  shall  utter  thy  praise. 

Our  hearts  shall  o'erflow  with  thy  love  ; 
O,  teach  us  to  walk  in  thy  ways, 
And  lift  us  earth's  trials  above  ! 

The  heart's  true  affection  is  all  we  can  give  ; 

In  love's  pure  devotion,  O,  help  us  to  live ! 

So  long  as  thou  seest  it  right 

That  here  upon  earth  we  should  stay, 
We  pray  thee  to  guard  us  by  night, 
And  help  us  to  serve  thee  by  day  ; 
And,  when  all  the  days  of  this  life  shall  be  o'er, 
Receive  us  in  heaven,  to  serve  thee  the  more. 

CM.  616.  Mrs.  Steele. 

Morning  Hymn. 

i    Lord  of  my  life  !  O,  may  thy  praise 
Employ  my  noblest  powers. 
Whose  goodness  lengthens  out  my  days, 
And  fills  the  circling  hours ! 

2  Preserved  by  thy  almighty  arm, 

I  passed  the  shades  of  night, 
Serene  and  safe  from  every  harm, 
And  see  returning  light. 

3  When  sleep  death's  semblance  o'er  me  spread3 

And  I  unconscious  lay. 
Thy  watchful  care  was  round  my  bed, 
To  guard  my  feeble  clay. 


3 


MORNING    AND    EVENING. 

4  O,  let  the  same  almighty  care 

My  waking  hours  attend  ; 
From  every  danger,  every  snare, 
My  heedless  steps  defend. 

5  Smile  on  my  minutes  as  they  roll, 

And  guide  my  future  days  ; 
And  let  thy  goodness  fill  my  soul 
With  gratitude  and  praise. 

L.  M.  0  1  7  .  Bishop  Kenn. 

Morning. 

Awake,  my  soul,  and  with  the  sun 
Thy  daily  stage  of  duty  run  ; 
Shake  off  dull  sloth,  and  joyful  rise 
To  pay  thy  morning  sacrifice. 

Thy  precious  time,  misspent,  redeem  ; 
Each  present  day  thy  last  esteem  ; 
Improve  thy  talent  with  due  care  ; 
For  the  great  day  thyself  prepare. 

In  conversation  be  sincere  ; 
Keep  conscience,  as  the  noontide,  clear  ; 
Think  how  the  all-seeing  God  thy  ways, 
And  all  thy  secret  thoughts,  surveys. 

Lord,  I  my  vows  to  thee  renew  ; 
Scatter  my  sins  like  morning  dew  ; 
Guard  my  first  springs  of  thought  and  will, 
And  with  thyself  my  spirit  fill. 

Direct,  control,  suggest,  this  day, 

All  1  design,  or  do,  or  say, 

That  all  my  powers,  with  all  their  might, 

In  thy  sole  glory  may  unite. 


MORNING    AND    EVENING. 

CM.  618.  Watts. 

A  Morning  Psalrn.     Psalm  5. 

i    Lord,  in  the  morning  thou  shalt  hear 
My  voice  ascending  high  ; 
To  thee  will  I  direct  my  prayer. 
To  thee  lift  up  mine  eye. 

2  Thou  art  a  God  before  whose  sight 

The  wicked  shall  not  stand  ; 

Sinners  shall  ne'er  be  thy  delight, 

Nor  dwell  at  thy  right  hand. 

3  But  to  thy  house  will  I  resort, 

To  taste  thy  mercies  there  ; 
I  will  frequent  thine  holy  court, 
And  worship  in  thy  fear. 

4  O,  may  thy  Spirit  guide  my  feet 

In  ways  of  righteousness, 
Make  every  path  of  duty  straight 
And  plain  before  my  face. 

5  The  men  that  love  and  fear  thy  name 

Shall  see  their  hopes  fulfilled  ; 
The  mighty  God  will  compass  them 
With  favor,  as  a  shield. 


L.  M.  0  JL  u  .  Hawkesworth. 

A  Morning  Hymn. 

i    In  sleep's  serene  oblivion  laid, 

I  safely  passed  the  silent  night ; 
Again  I  see  the  breaking  shade, 
Again  behold  the  morning  light. 


MORNING    AND    EVENING. 

2  New-born,  I  bless  the  waking  hour  ; 

Once  more,  with  awe,  rejoice  to  be  ; 
My  conscious  soul  resumes  her  power. 
And  soars,  my  guardian  God  !  to  thee. 

3  O,  guide  me  through  the  various  maze 

My  doubtful  feet  are  doomed  to  tread  ; 
And  spread  thy  shield's  protecting  blaze 
Where  dangers  press  around  my  head  ! 

4  A  deeper  shade  shall  soon  impend, 

A  deeper  sleep  mine  eyes  oppress ; 

Yet  then  thy  strength  shall  still  defend. 

Thy  goodness  still  delight  to  bless. 

5  That  deeper  shade  shall  break  away  ; 

That  deeper  sleep  shall  leave  my  eyes  ; 
Thy  light  shall  give  eternal  day  ; 
Thy  love,  the  rapture  of  the  skies. 


L.  M.  620.  Watts. 

Morning  or  Evening.    Psalm  141. 

i    My  God,  accept  my  early  vows, 
Like  morning  incense  in  thy  house  : 
And  let  my  nightly  worship  rise 
Sweet  as  the  evening  sacrifice. 

2   Watch  o'er  my  lips,  and  guard  them,  Lord, 
From  every  rash  and  heedless  word  ; 
Nor  let  my  feet  incline  to  tread 
The  guilty  path  where  sinners  lead. 


MORNING    AND    EVENING. 

L.   M.  U  (Z  -L  .  PlERPONT. 

Morning  Hymn.    For  a  Child. 

i  O  God,  I  thank  thee  that  the  night 

In  peace  and  rest  hath  passed  away  ; 
And  that  I  see,  in  this  fair  light, 

My  Father's  smile,  that  makes  it  day. 

2   Be  thou  my  Guide,  and  let  me  live 
As  under  thine  all-seeing  eye  : 
Supply  my  wants,  my  sins  forgive, 
And  make  me  happy  when  I  die. 

L.  M.  6  1.  U(W(W.  Christian  Psalmist. 

Morning  or  Evening. 

i    As  every  day  thy  mercy  spares 
Will  bring  its  trials  or  its  cares, 
O  Father,  till  my  life  shall  end, 
Be  thou  my  counsellor  and  friend  ; 
Teach  me  thy  statutes  all  divine, 
And  let  thy  will  be  always  mine. 

2  When  each  day's  scenes  and  labors  close, 
And  wearied  nature  seeks  repose, 

With  pardoning  mercy,  richly  blest, 
Guard  me,  my  Father,  while  I  rest  : 
And  as  each  morning  sun  shall  rise, 
O,  lead  me  onward  to  the  skies  ! 

3  And  at  my  life's  last  setting  sun, 
My  conflicts  o'er,  my  labors  done, 
Father,  thine  heavenly  radiance  shed, 
To  cheer  and  bless  my  dying  bed  ; 
And  from  death's  gloom  my  spirit  raise, 
To  see  thy  face,  and  sing  thy  praise. 


MORNING    AND    EVENING. 

CM.  623.  Watts. 

An  Evening  Hymn. 

i    Dread  Sovereign  !  let  my  evening  song 
Like  holy  incense  rise  ; 
Permit  the  offerings  of  my  tongue 
To  reach  the  lofty  skies. 

2  Through  all  the  dangers  of  the  day 

Thy  hand  is  still  my  guard  ; 
And  still,  to  drive  my  wants  away, 
Thy  mercy  stands  prepared. 

3  Perpetual  blessings  from  above 

Encompass  me  around, 
But,  O,  how  few  returns  of  love 
Hath  my  Creator  found  ! 

4  And  now,  my  soul,  the  closing  day 

Is  fading  on  thine  eyes  ; 
Once  more  the  evening  tribute  pay 
To  Him  who  rules  the  skies. 

L.  M.  0  (&  jL  .  Watts  varied. 

An  Evening  Hymn. 

i    Thus  far  the  Lord  has  led  me  on  ; 

Thus  far  his  power  prolongs  my  days  ; 
And  every  evening  shall  make  known 
Some  fresh  memorial  of  his  grace. 

2   Much  of  my  time  has  run  to  waste, 
And  I,  perhaps,  am  near  my  home ; 
But  he  forgives  my  follies  past ; 

He  gives  me  strength  for  days  to  come. 

491 


MORNING    AND    EVENING. 

3  I  lay  my  body  down  to  sleep  ; 

Peace  is  the  pillow  for  my  head  ; 
While  well-appointed  angels  keep 

Their  watchful  stations  round  my  bed. 

4  Thus,  when  the  night  of  death  shall  come, 

My  flesh  shall  rest  beneath  the  ground, 
And  wait  thy  voice  to  rouse  my  tomb, 
With  sweet  salvation  in  the  sound. 

L.  M.  0^0.  Bishop  Kenn  varied. 

Evening  Hymn. 

i    Glory  to  thee,  my  God,  this  night, 
For  all  the  blessings  of  the  light  ; 
Keep  me,  O  keep  me,  King  of  kings, 
Under  thy  own  almighty  wings. 

2  Forgive  me,  Lord,  through  thy  dear  Son, 
The  ill  that  I  this  day  have  done  ; 
That  with  the  world,  myself,  and  thee, 
I,  ere  I  sleep,  at  peace  may  be. 

3  Teach  me  to  live,  that  I  may  dread 
The  grave  as  little  as  my  bed  ; 

To  die,  that  this  vile  body  may 
Rise  glorious  at  the  awful  day. 

4  O,  may  my  soul  on  thee  repose, 

And  may  sweet  sleep  mine  eyelids  close,  — 
Sleep  that  may  me  more  vigorous  make 
To  serve  my  God  when  I  awake. 

5  Praise  God,  from  whom  all  blessings  flow  ; 
Praise  him,  all  creatures  here  below  ; 
Praise  him,  ye  angels  round  his  throne  ; 
Praise  God,  the  high  and  holy  One. 

492 


MORNING    AND    EVENING. 

7  s.  M.  0  <£  0 .  Doddridge  varied. 

Evening  Hymn. 

i    Heavenly  Father  !  gracious  name  ! 
Night  and  day  thy  love  the  same  ! 
Far  be  each  suspicious  thought. 
Every  anxious  care  forgot. 

2  Thou,  my  everTbounteous  God  ! 
Crown'st  my  days  with  various  good. 
Thy  kind  eye,  which  cannot  sleep, 
My  defenceless  hours  shall  keep. 

3  What  if  death  my  sleep  invade  ? 
Should  I  be  of  death  afraid  ? 
While  encircled  by  thine  arm, 
Death  may  strike,  but  cannot  harm. 

4  With  thy  heavenly  presence  blest, 
Death  is  life,  and  labor  rest. 
Welcome  sleep  or  death  to  me, 
Still  secure,  for  still  with  thee  ! 


CM.  627.  Gent.  Mag. 

Daily  Protection.    Psalm  5. 

On  thee,  each  morning,  O  my  God  ! 

My  waking  thoughts  attend  ; 
In  thee  are  founded  all  my  hopes, 

In  thee  my  wishes  end. 

My  soul,  in  pleasing  wonder  lost, 
Thy  boundless  love  surveys  ; 

And,  fired  with  grateful  zeal,  prepares 
A  sacrifice  of  praise. 

42  493 


MORNING    AND    EVENING. 

3  God  leads  me  through  the  maze  of  sleep, 

And  brings  me  safe  to  light ; 

And  with  the  same  paternal  care 

Conducts  my  steps  till  night. 

4  When  evening  slumbers  press  my  eyes, 

With  his  protection  blest, 
In  peace  and  safety  I  commit 
My  weary  limbs  to  rest. 

b   My  spirit,  in  his  hand  secure, 
Fears  no  approaching  ill  ; 
For,  whether  waking  or  asleep, 
Thou,  Lord,  art  with  me  still. 


L.  M.  628.  Watts. 

The  daily  Goodness  of  God. 

My  God  !  how  endless  is  thy  love  ! 

Thy  gifts  are  every  evening  new  ; 
And  morning  mercies  from  above 

Gently  distil,  like  early  dew. 

Thou  spreadst  the  curtains  of  the  night, 
Great  guardian  of  my  sleeping  hours ! 

Thy  sovereign  word  restores  the  light, 
And  quickens  all  my  drowsy  powers. 

I  yield  my  powers  to  thy  command  ; 

To  thee  I  consecrate  my  days  ; 
Perpetual  blessings  from  thy  hand 

Demand  perpetual  songs  of  praise. 


494 


MORNING    AND    EVENING. 

cm.       629. 

Self-examination  for  the  Evening. 

i    Another  day  of  life  is  gone  ; 
A  doubtful  few  remain  ; 
Review,  my  soul,  what  thou  hast  done, 
Eternal  life  to  gain. 

2  Dost  thou  get  forward  in  thy  race. 

As  time  still  posts  away  ? 
And  die  to  sin,  and  grow  in  grace, 
With  every  passing  day  ? 

3  This  day,  what  conquests  hast  thou  gained  ? 

What  sin  is  overcome  ? 
What  fresh  degree  of  grace  obtained, 
To  bring  thee  nearer  home  ? 

4  Thus  every  day  thy  course  review, 

Thy  real  state  to  learn  ; 
And  with  renewed  zeal  pursue 
Thy  great,  thy  chief  concern. 

C.  M.  DoO.  Bowring. 

Nature's  Evening  Hymn. 

i    The  heavenly  spheres  to  thee,  O  God. 

Attune  their  evening  hymn ; 
All  wise,  all  holy,  thou  art  praised 

In  song  of  seraphim. 
Unnumbered  systems,  suns,  and  worlds 

Unite  to  worship  thee, 
While  thy  majestic  greatness  fills 

Space,  time,  eternity. 


MORNING    AND    EVENING. 

2  Nature,  —  a  temple  worthy  thee, 

That  beams  with  light  and  love  ; 
Whose  flowers  so  sweetly  bloom  below, 

Whose  stars  rejoice  above  ; 
Whose  altars  are  the  mountain  cliffs 

That  rise  along  the  shore  ; 
Whose  anthems,  the  sublime  accord 

Of  storm  and  ocean  roar  :  — 

3  Her  song  of  gratitude  is  sung 

By  spring's  awakening  hours  ; 
Her  summer  offers  at  thy  shrine 

Its  earliest,  loveliest  flowers  ; 
Her  autumn  brings  its  ripened  fruits, 

In  glorious  luxury  given  ; 
While  winter's  silver  heights  reflect 

Thy  brightness  back  to  heaven. 

4  On  all  thou  smil'st ;  and  what  is  man 

Before  thy  presence,  God  ? 
A  breath  but  yesterday  inspired, 

To-morrow  but  a  clod. 
That  clod  shall  mingle  in  the  vale, 

But,  kindled,  Lord,  by  thee, 
The  spirit  to  thy  arms  shall  spring, 

To  life,  to  liberty. 

P.  M.  631.  Heber. 

Evening  Aspiration. 

God,  that  madest  earth  and  heaven, 

Darkness  and  light ! 
Who  the  day  for  toil  hast  given, 

For  rest  the  night  ! 

496 


MORNING    AND    EVENING. 

May  thine  angel  guards  defend  us, 
Slumbers  sweet  thy  mercy  send  us. 
Holy  dreams  and  hopes  attend  us, 
This  livelong  night  ! 

p.  m.      632. 

Evening  Hymn. 

i    Hark  !   't  is  the  breeze  of  twilight,  calling 
Earth's  weary  children  to  repose  ; 
While,  round  the  couch  of  nature  falling, 
Gently  the  night's  soft  curtains  close. 

2   Guard  us,  O  Thou,  who  never  sleepest  ; 
Thou  who  in  silence,  throned  above, 
Throughout  all  time,  unwearied  keepest 
Thy  watch  of  glory,  power,  and  love. 


4-2 


FAMILY   DEVOTION. 

L.  M.  OuO.  Doddridge. 

Praise  for  Family  Blessings. 

i    Father  of  men  !  thy  care  we  bless, 
Which  crowns  our  families  with  peace ; 
From  thee  they  sprung,  and  by  thy  hand 
Their  root  and  branches  are  sustained. 

2  To  God,  most  worthy  to  be  praised, 
Be  our  domestic  altars  raised  ; 

Who,  Lord  of  heaven,  scorns  not  to  dwell 
With  saints  in  their  obscurest  cell. 

3  To  thee  may  each  united  house, 
Morning  and  night,  present  its  vows  ; 
Our  servants  there,  and  rising  race, 
Be  taught  thy  precepts  and  thy  grace. 

4  O,  may  each  future  age  proclaim 
The  honors  of  thy  glorious  name  ; 
While,  pleased  and  thankful,  we  remove 
To  join  the  family  above. 

8  &  7  s.  M.  634.  C  Wesley. 

Domestic  Worship. 

i    Peace  be  to  this  habitation  ; 

Peace  to  all  that  dwell  therein  ; 
Peace,  the  earnest  of  salvation  ; 
Peace,  the  fruit  of  pardoned  sin  ; 


FAMILY    DEVOTION. 

Peace,  that  speaks  the  heavenly  Giver ; 

Peace,  to  worldly  minds  unknown  ; 
Peace  divine,  that  lasts  for  ever  ; 

Peace,  that  comes  from  God  alone. 

2   Jesus,  Prince  of  Peace,  be  near  us  ; 

Fix  in  all  our  hearts  thy  home  ; 
With  thy  gracious  presence  cheer  us  ; 

Let  thy  sacred  kingdom  come  ; 
Raise  to  heaven  our  expectation, 

Give  our  favored  souls  to  prove 
Glorious  and  complete  salvation, 

In  the  realms  of  bliss  above. 

S.  M.  O  O  0  .  Watts  varied. 

Family  Affection  from  Religious  Principle: 

i      How  pleasing,  Lord  !  to  see, 
How  pure  is  the  delight, 
When  mutual  love,  and  love  to  thee, 
A  family  unite  ! 

2  From  these  celestial  springs 
Such  streams  of  comfort  flow, 

As  no  increase  of  riches  brings, 
Nor  honors  can  bestow. 

3  No  bliss  can  equal  theirs, 
Where  such  affections  meet ; 

While  mingled  praise  and  mingled  prayer 
Make  their  communion  sweet. 

4  'T  is  the  same  pleasure  fills 
The  breast  in  worlds  above  ; 

Where  joy  like  morning  dew  distils, 
And  all  the  air  is  love. 


EARLY   PIETY. 

CM.  636.  Heber. 

Early  Religion. 

i   By  cool  Siloam's  shady  rill 
How  fair  the  lily  grows  ! 
How  sweet  the  breath,  beneath  the  hill, 
Of  Sharon's  dewy  rose  ! 

2  Lo  !  such  the  child  whose  early  feet 

The  paths  of  peace  have  trod, 
Whose  secret  heart,  with  influence  sweet, 
Is  upward  drawn  to  God. 

3  By  cool  Siloam's  shady  rill 

The  lily  must  decay  ; 
The  rose,  that  blooms  beneath  the  hill, 
Must  shortly  fade  away. 

4  And  soon,  too  soon,  the  wintry  hour 

Of  man's  maturer  age 
Will  shake  the  soul  with  sorrow's  power 
And  stormy  passion's  rage. 

5  O  Thou  who  givest  life  and  breath, 

We  seek  thy  grace  alone, 
In  childhood,  manhood,  age,  and  death, 
To  keep  us  still  thine  own. 

CM.  637.  Watts. 

Early  Piety. 

i    When  we  devote  our  youth  to  God, 
'T  is  pleasing  in  his  eyes  ; 


EARLY    PIETY. 

A  flower,  when  offered  in  the  bud, 
Is  no  vain  sacrifice. 

2   'T  is  easier  work,  if  we  begin 
To  fear  the  Lord  betimes  ; 
While  sinners,  who  grow  old  in  sin, 
Are  hardened  in  their  crimes. 

4  'T  will  save  us  from  a  thousand  snares 

To  mind  religion  young  ; 
Grace  will  preserve  our  growing  years, 
And  make  our  virtue  strong. 

5  To  thee,  almighty  God  !  to  thee 

Our  childhood  we  resign  : 
'T  will  please  us  to  look  back  and  see 
That  our  whole  lives  were  thine. 

C.  P.  M.  638.  C.  Wesley. 

The  Parent's  Prayer. 

i    Father  of  all,  whose  sovereign  will 
Hath  called  thy  servant  to  fulfil 

The  parent's  tender  part, 
With  gifts  and  graces  from  above, 
With  calmest  and  with  wisest  love, 
Inspire  my  erring  heart. 

2  O,  may  I  every  moment  see 
The  end  for  which  alone  to  me 

Thou  hast  my  children  given  ; 
A  blessed  instrument  divine, 
Through  thee,  to  make  and  keep  them  thine, 

And  train  them  up  to  heaven. 

3  My  first  concern  their  souls  to  rear, 
And  teach  their  feet,  with  holy  fear, 

In  virtue's  path  to  tread  ; 


EARLY    PIETY. 

Their  hunger  after  thee  excite, 
And  stir  them  up  with  all  their  might 
To  seek  their  living  bread. 

4   Assist  me  in  this  work  of  love, 
My  earnest  efforts  to  approve 

To  thy  all-seeing  eye  ; 
And  now  a  Father's  blessing  give, 
And  let  them  in  thy  service  live, 

Or  innocently  die. 

CM.  639.  Gibbons. 

"Remember  thy  Creator  in  the  days  of  thy  youth." 

i    In  the  soft  season  of  thy  youth, 
In  nature's  smiling  bloom, 
Ere  age  arrive,  and  trembling  wait 
Its  summons  to  the  tomb  ;  — 

2  Remember  thy  Creator,  God  ; 

For  him  thy  powers  employ  ; 
Make  him  thy  fear,  thy  love,  thy  hope, 
Thy  confidence,  thy  joy. 

3  He  shall  defend  and  guide  thy  course 

Through  life's  uncertain  sea, 
Till  thou  art  landed  on  the  shore 
Of  blest  eternity. 

CM.  640.  Watts. 

Instruction  to  the  Young  from  Scripture.     Psalm  119. 

i    How  shall  the  young  secure  their  hearts 
And  guard  their  lives  from  sin  ? 

502 


EARLY    PIETY. 

Thy  word  the  choicest  rules  imparts, 
To  keep  the  conscience  clean. 

2  When  once  it  enters  to  the  mind, 

It  spreads  such  light  abroad, 
The  meanest  souls  instruction  find, 
And  raise  their  thoughts  to  God. 

3  'T  is,  like  the  sun,  a  heavenly  light, 

That  guides  us  all  the  day  : 
And  through  the  dangers  of  the  night, 
A  lamp  to  lead  our  way. 

4  The  starry  heavens  thy  rule  obey, 

The  earth  maintains  her  place  ; 
And  these  thy  servants,  night  and  day, 
Thy  skill  and  power  express  :  — 

5  But  still  thy  law  and  gospel,  Lord, 

Have  lessons  more  divine  ; 
Not  earth  stands  firmer  than  thy  word, 
Nor  stars  so  nobly  shine. 

6  Thy  word  is  everlasting  truth  ; 

How  pure  is  every  page  ! 
That  holy  book  shall  guide  our  youth, 
And  well  support  our  age. 

CM.  0  4 1 .  Bancroft. 

On  becoming  acquainted  with  God. 

i    O,  shun  in  youth  the  thoughtless  throng 
Of  fashion's  fickle  train  ; 
Though  gay  its  smiles,  and  sweet  its  song, 
The  world's  delights  are  vain. 


EAELY    PIETY. 

2  Thy  soul  unbosom  oft  in  prayer, 

Thy  wants  to  God  unfold, 
And  to  his  will,  with  earnest  care, 
Thy  spirit  strive  to  mould. 

3  O,  form  to  him  the  opening  soul 

In  solemn  solitude  ; 
'Mid  silence  there  the  heavenly  goal 
In  visions  high  be  viewed. 


504 


CHRISTIAN   PARTING. 

7  s.  M.  0  4:  (£ .  J.  Newton. 

Hymn  at  Parting. 

i    As  the  sun's  enlivening  eye 

Shines  oh  every  place  the  same, 
So  the  Lord  is  always  nigh 

To  the  souls  that  love  his  name. 

2  When  they  move  at  duty's  call, 

He  is  with  them  by  the  way  ; 
He  is  ever  with  them  all, 

Those  who  go  and  those  who  stay. 

3  From  his  holy  mercy-seat 

Nothing  can  their  souls  confine  ; 
Still  in  spirit  may  they  meet, 
And  in  sweet  communion  join, 

4  For  a  season  called  to  part, 

Let  us  then  ourselves  commend 
To  the  gracious  eye  and  heart 
Of  our  ever-present  Friend. 

5  Father,  hear  our  humble  prayer ! 

Tender  Shepherd  of  thy  sheep. 
Let  thy  mercy  and  thy  care 
All  our  souls  in  safety  keep. 

6  In  thy  strength  may  we  be  strong  ; 

Sweeten  every  cross  and  pain ; 
Give  us,  if  we  live,  ere  long 
Here  to  meet  in  peace  again. 


CHRISTIAN    PARTING. 

L.  M.  04:0.  Doddridge. 

The  Christian  Farewell. 

i    Thy  presence,  everlasting  God, 
Wide  o'er  all  nature  spreads  abroad  ; 
Thy  watchful  eyes,  which  cannot  sleep, 
In  every  place  thy  children  keep. 

2  While  near  each  other  we  remain, 
Thou  dost  our  lives  and  souls  sustain ; 
When  absent,  happy  if  we  share 

Thy  smiles,  thy  counsels,  and  thy  care. 

3  To  thee  we  all  our  ways  commit, 
And  seek  our  comforts  near  thy  feet  j 
Still  on  our  souls  vouchsafe  to  shine, 
And  guard  and  guide  us  still  as  thine. 

4  Give  us  in  thy  beloved  house 
Again  to  pay  our  grateful  vows ; 
Or,  if  that  joy  no  more  be  known, 
Give  us  to  meet  around  thy  throne. 


503 


CHANTS. 


i. 

Venite,  exultemus  Domino.     Psalm  xcv. 

O  come,  let  us  sing  unto  the  Lord,  let  us  heartily 
rejoice  in  the  strength  of  our  salvation. 

Let  us  come  before  his  presence  with  thanksgiv- 
ing, and  show  ourselves  glad  in  him  with  psalms. 

For  the  Lord  is  a  great  God ;  and  a  great  King 
above  all  gods. 

In  his  hand  are  all  the  corners  of  the  earth ;  and 
the  strength  of  the  hills  is  his  also. 

The  sea  is  his,  and  he  made  it ;  and  his  hands 
prepared  the  dry  land. 

O  come,  let  us  worship,  and  fall  down ;  and  kneel 
before  the  Lord  our  Maker. 

For  he  is  the  Lord  our  God ;  and  we  are  the  peo- 
ple of  his  pasture,  and  the  sheep  of  his  hand. 

O  worship  the  Lord  in  the  beauty  of  holiness ;  let 
the  whole  earth  stand  in  awe  of  him. 

For  he  cometh,  for  he  cometh  to  judge  the  earth  ; 
and  with  righteousness  to  judge  the  world,  and  the 
people  with  his  truth. 

II. 

Jubilate  Deo.    Psalm  c 

O  be  joyful  in  the  Lord,  all  ye  lands ;  serve  the 
Lord  with  gladness,  and  come  before  his  presence 
with  a  song. 

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CHANTS. 

Be  ye  sure  that  the  Lord  he  is  God,  it  is  he  that 
hath  made  us,  and  not  we  ourselves  ;  we  are  his 
people  and  the  sheep  of  his  pasture. 

O  go  your  way  into  his  gates  with  thanksgiving, 
and  into  his  courts  with  praise ;  be  thankful  unto 
him,  and  speak  good  of  his  name. 

For  the  Lord  is  gracious,  his  mercy  is  everlasting  ; 
and  his  truth  endureth  from  generation  to  generation. 


III. 

Benedictus.    Luke  i.  6S. 

Blessed  be  the  Lord  God  of  Israel ;  for  he  hath 
visited  and  redeemed  his  people  ; 

And  hath  raised  up  a  mighty  salvation  for  us  in 
the  house  of  his  servant  David ; 

As  he  spake  by  the  mouth  of  his  holy  prophets, 
which  have  been  since  the  world  began ; 

That  we  should  be  saved  from  our  enemies,  and 
from  the  hand  of  all  that  hate  us. 


IV. 

Cantate  Domino.     Psalm  xcviii. 

O  sing  unto  the  Lord  a  new  song  ;  for  he  hath 
done  marvellous  things. 

With  his  own  right  hand,  and  with  his  holy  arm, 
hath  he  gotten  himself  the  victory. 

The  Lord  declared  his  salvation  ;  his  righteous- 
ness hath  he  openly  showed  in  the  sight  of  the 
heathen. 

He  hath  remembered  his  mercy  and  truth  toward 
the  house  of  Israel ;  and  all  the  ends  of  the  world 
have  seen  the  salvation  of  our  God. 

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Show   yourselves   joyful    unto    the    Lord,  all    ye 
lands  ;  sing,  rejoice,  and  give  thanks. 

Praise  the  Lord  upon  the  harp ;  sing  to  the  harp 
with  a  psalm  of  thanksgiving. 

With  trumpets   also   and  shawms,   O  show  your- 
selves joyful  before  the  Lord  the  King. 

Let  the  sea  make  a  noise  and  all  that  therein  is, 
the  round  world  and. they  that  dwell  therein. 

'  Let  the  floods  clap  their  hands,  and  let  the  hills  be 
joyful  together  before  the  Lord ;  for  he  cometh  to 
judge  the  earth. 

With  righteousness  shall  he  judge  the  world,  and 
the  people  with  equity. 


V. 

Deus  misereatur.    Psalm  lxvii. 

God  be  merciful  unto  us,  and  bless  us,  and  show 
us  the  light  of  his  countenance,  and  be  merciful 
unto  us  : 

That  thy  way  may  be  known  upon  earth,  thy 
saving  health  among  all  nations. 

Let  the  people  praise  thee,  O  God :  yea,  let  all  the 
people  praise  thee. 

O  let  the  nations  rejoice  and  be  glad ;  for  thou 
shalt  judge  the  folk  righteously,  and  govern  the  na- 
tions upon  earth. 

Let  the  people  praise  thee,  O  God ;  yea,  let  all  the 
people  praise  thee. 

Then  shall  the  earth  bring  forth  her  increase  ;  and 
God,  even  our  own  God,  shall  give  us  his  blessing. 

God  shall  bless  us  ;  and  all  the  ends  of  the  world 
shall  fear  him. 

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VI. 

Benedic,  anirna  mca.     Psalm  ciii. 

Praise  the  Lord,  0  my  soul ;  and  all  that  is  with- 
in me,  praise  his  holy  name. 

Praise  the  Lord,  O  my  soul,  and  forget  not  all  his 
benefits  ; 

Who  forgiveth  all  thy  sin,  and  healeth  all  thine 
infirmities  ; 

Who  saveth  thy  life  from  destruction,  and  crown- 
eth  thee  with  mercy  and  loving-kindness. 

O  praise  the  Lord,  ye  angels  of  his,  ye  that  excel 
in  strength ;  ye  that  fulfil  his  commandment,  and 
hearken  unto  the  voice  of  his  word. 

O  praise  the  Lord,  all  ye  his  hosts ;  ye  servants  of 
his  that  do  his  pleasure. 

O  speak  good  of  the  Lord,  all  ye  works  of  his,  in 
all  places  of  his  dominion.  Praise  thou  the  Lord,  O 
my  soul. 

VII. 

Laiidate  Dominion.     Psalm  cxlvii. 

Praise  ye  the  Lord ;  for  it  is  good  to  sing  praises 
unto  our  God ;  for  it  is  pleasant,  and  praise  is  comely. 

The  Lord  doth  build  up  Jerusalem ;  he  gathereth 
together  the  outcasts  of  Israel. 

He  healeth  those  that  are  broken  in  heart,  and 
bindeth  up  their  wounds. 

He  covereth  the  heaven  with  clouds,  and  prepareth 
rain  for  the  earth  ;  he  maketh  the  grass  to  grow  upon 
the  mountains. 

He  giveth  to  the  beast  his  food ;  and  to  the  young 
ravens  which  cry. 

Praise  the  Lord,  O  Jerusalem  !  praise  thy  God,  O 
Zion ! 


For  he  hath  strengthened  the  bars  of  thy  gates ; 
he  hath  blessed  thy  children  within  thee. 

He  maketh  peace  in  thy  borders,  and  filleth  thee 
with  the  finest  of  the  wheat. 


VIII. 

Bonum  est  confiteri.     Psalm  xcii. 

It  is  a  good  thing  to  give  thanks  nnto  the  Lord, 
and  to  sing  praises  unto  thy  name,  O  Most  Highest ; 

To  tell  of  thy  loving-kindness  early  in  the  morn- 
ing, and  of  thy  truth  in  the  night  season  ; 

Upon  an  instrument  of  ten  strings,  and  upon  the 
lute  ;  upon  a  loud  instrument,  and  upon  the  harp. 

For  thou,  Lord,  hast  made  me  glad  through  thy 
works  ;  and  I  will  rejoice  in  giving  praise  for  the 
operations  of  thy  hands. 


IX. 

Domini  est  terra.     Psalm  xxiv. 

The  earth  is  the  Lord's,  and  all  that  therein  is : 
the  compass  of  the  world,  and  they  that  dwell  therein. 

For  he  hath  founded  it  upon  the  seas,  and  prepared 
it  upon  the  floods.' 

Who  shall  ascend  into  the  hill  of  the  Lord  ?  or  who 
shall  rise  up  in  his  holy  place  ? 

Even  he  that  hath  clean  hands  and  a  pure  heart ; 
and  that  hath  not  lift  up  his  mind  unto  vanity,  nor 
sworn  to  deceive  his  neighbour. 

He  shall  receive  the  blessing  from  the  Lord,  and 
righteousness  from  the  God  of  his  salvation. 

This  is  the  generation  of  them  that  seek  him  ; 
even  of  them  that  seek  thy  face,  O  Jacob. 


CHANTS. 

Lift  up  your  heads,  O  ye  gates ;  and  be  ye  lift  up, 
ye  everlasting  doors  ;  and  the  King  of  glory  shall 
come  in. 

Who  is  the  King  of  glory  ?  It  is  the  Lord  strong 
and  mighty,  even  the  Lord  mighty  in  battle. 

Lift  up  your  heads,  O  ye  gates ;  and  be  ye  lift  up, 
ye  everlasting  doors ;  and  the  King  of  glory  shall 
come  in. 

Who  is  the  King  of  glory  ?  Even  the  Lord  of 
hosts,  he  is  the  King  of  glory. 


X. 

Let  the  words  of  my  mouth.     Psalm  xix. 

Let  the  words  of  my  mouth,  let  the  words  of  my 
mouth,  and  the  meditation  of  my  heart,  be  alway 
acceptable  in  thy  sight,  O  Lord,  my  strength  and 
my  redeemer. 

XI. 

The  sacrifices  of  God.    Psalm  li. 

The  sacrifices  of  God  are  a  broken  spirit  ;  a  bro- 
ken and  a  contrite  heart,  0  God,  thou  wilt  not  de- 
spise. 

XII. 

Holy  IjOrd  God  of  Sabaoth. 

Holy,  holy,  holy,  holy  Lord  God  of  Sabaoth. 
Heaven  and  earth  are  full  of  thy  glory.  Hosanna  in 
the  highest  ! 

holy,  holy  Lord  God  of  Sabaoth.  Heaven  and 
earth  are  full  of  thy  glory.    Hosanna  in  the  highest  ! 

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CHANTS. 

XIII. 

The  Lord  is  in  his  holy  temple.     Hal>.  ii. 

The  Lord  is  in  his  holy  temple  :  let  all  the  earth 
keep  silence  before  him. 

XIV. 

From  the  rising  of  the  sun.     Mai.  i. 

From  the  rising  of  the  sun,  even  unto  the  going 
down  of  the  same,  my  name  shall  be  great  among 
the  Gentiles,  and  in  every  place  incense  shall  be 
offered  unto  my  name,  and  a  pure  offering  :  for  my 
name  shall  be  great  among  the  heathen,  saith  the 
Lord,  the  Lord  of  hosts. 


XV. 

Funeral  Anthem.     Rev.  xiv. 

I  heard  a  voice  from  heaven,  saying  unto  me, 
Write,  From  henceforth  blessed  are  the  dead  who  die 
in  the  Lord.  Even  so,  saith  the  Spirit,  for  they  rest 
from  their  labors.  Even  so,  saith  the  Spirit,  for  they 
rest  from  their  labors. 


XVI. 

Psalm  cvii. 

O  give  thanks  to  Jehovah,  for  he  is  good  j 
For  his  mercy  is  for  ever. 
Thus  shall  the  redeemed  of  Jehovah  say, 
Whom   he    hath  redeemed  from   the    hand  of    the 
enemy ; 

513 


CHANTS. 


And  hath  gathered  them  out  of  the  lands, 

From  the  east,  and  from  the  west,  from  the  north, 

and  from  the  south. 
They  wandered  in  the  wilderness  in  a  solitary  way ; 
They  found  no  city  of  habitation. 
They  were  hungry  and  thirsty, 
And  their  soul  did  faint  within  them. 
Then  they  cried  to  Jehovah  in  their  trouble  ; 
He  delivered  them  out  of  their  distresses. 
And  he  led  them  forth  in  a  straight  way, 
To  go  to  a  city  of  habitation. 
Let  them  confess  to  Jehovah  his  mercy, 
And  his  wonderful  works  to  the  children  of  men. 


XVII. 

Isaiah  ix. 

The  people  that  walked  in  darkness 

Have  seen  a  great  light  : 

They  that  dwell  in  the  land  of  the  shadow  of  death, 

Upon  them  hath  the  light  shined. 

For  unto  us  a  child  is  born, 

Unto  us  a  son  is  given : 

And  the  government  shall  be  upon  his  shoulder  : 

And  his  name  shall  be  called 

Wonderful,  Counsellor,  God,  the  Mighty, 

Father  of  Eternity,  Prince  of  Peace. 

Of  the  increase  of  his  government  and  peace  there 

shall  be  no  end, 
Upon  the  throne  of  David  and  upon  his  kingdom  ; 
To  order  it,  and  to  establish  it, 
With  judgment  and  with  justice, 
From  henceforth,  even  for  ever. 
The  zeal  of  Jehovah  of  hosts  will  perform  this. 

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XVIII. 

Isaiah  xxxii. 

Behold  !  a  king  shall  reign  in  righteousness, 

And  princes  shall  rule  in  judgment. 

And  a  man  shall  be  as  an  hiding-place  from  the  wind. 

And  a  covert  from  the  tempest  ; 

As  rivers  of  water  in  a  dry  place. 

As  the  shadow  of  a  great  rock  in  a  .weary  land. 

And  the  eyes  of  them  that  see  shall  not  be  dim, 

And  the  ears  of  them  that  hear  shall  hearken. 

The  heart  also  of  the  rash  shall  understand  knowledge, 

And  the  tongue  of  the  stammerers  shall  be  ready  to 

speak  plainly. 
The  vile  person  shall  be  no  more  called  liberal, 
Nor  the  churl  be  said  to  be  bountiful. 

XIX. 

Isaiah  ii. 

Come  ye,  and  let  us  go  up  to  the  mount  of  Jehovah, 

To  the  house  of  the  God  of  Jacob  ; 

And  he  will  teach  us  of  his  ways, 

And  we  will  walk  in  his  paths  : 

For  out  of  Zion  shall  go  forth  the  law, 

And  the  word  of  Jehovah  from  Jerusalem. 

And  he  shall  judge  among  the  nations, 

And  shall  rebuke  many  people  : 

And  they  shall  beat  their  swords  into  ploughshares, 

And  their  spears  into  pruning-hooks  : 

Nation  shall  not  lift  up  sword  against  nation, 

Neither  shall  they  learn  war  any  more. 

But  they  shall  sit  every  man  under  his  vine, 

And  under  his  fig-tree,  and  none  shall  make  afraid. 

O  honse  of  Jacob,  come  ye, 

And  let  us  walk  in  the  light,  of  Jehovah. 


CHANTS. 

XX. 

Psalm  xlviii. 

Great  is  Jehovah,  and  greatly  to  be  praised, 

In  the  city  of  our  God,  the  mountain  of  his  holiness. 

Beautiful  for  situation, 

The  joy  of  all  the  earth  is  Mount  Zion. 

We  have  thought  of  thy  kindness,  O  God, 

In  the  midst  of  thy  temple. 

As  thy  name,  O  God, 

So  is  thy  praise  to  the  ends  of  the  earth. 

Let  Mount  Zion  rejoice, 

Let  the  daughters  of  Judah  be  glad,  because  of  thy 

judgments. 
Walk  about  Zion,  and  go  round  about  her  ; 
Tell  ye  the  towers  thereof. 

Mark  ye  well  her  bulwarks,  consider  her  palaces  ; 
That  ye  may  tell  it  to  the  generation  following. 
For  this  God  is  oar  God  for  ever  and  ever : 
He  will  be  our  guide  unto  death. 

XXI. 

Isaiah  xxxv. 

For  in  the  wilderness  shall  waters  break  out, 

And  streams  in  the  desert. 

And  the  parched  ground  shall  become  a  pool, 

And  the  thirsty  land  springs  of  water  : 

In  the  habitation  of  dragons,  where  each  lay, 

Shall  be  grass  with  reeds  and  rushes. 

And  an  highway  shall  be  there,  and  a  way, 

And  it  shall  be  called  The  way  of  holiness  ; 

The  unclean  shall  not  pass  over  it ;  but  it  shall  be 

for  those  : 
The  wayfaring  men,  though  fools,  shall  not  err. 


No  lion  shall  be  there, 

Nor  any  ravenous  beast  shall  go  up  thereon, 

It  shall  not  be  found  there  : 

But  the  redeemed  shall  walk  there. 

And  the  ransomed  of  Jehovah  shall  return, 

And  come  to  Zion  with  songs 

And  everlasting  joy  upon  their  heads  : 

They  shall  obtain  joy  and  gladness, 

And  sorrow  and  sighing  shall  flee  away. 

XXII. 

Psalm  xxix. 

Give  to  Jehovah,  O  ye  sons  of  God, 

Give  to  Jehovah  glory  and  strength. 

Give  to  Jehovah  the  glory  of  his  name  : 

Worship  Jehovah  in  the  beauty  of  holiness. 

The  voice  of  Jehovah  is  upon  the  waters  : 

The  God  of  glory  thundereth  ;  Jehovah  is  upon  great 

waters. 
The  voice  of  Jehovah  is  powerful : 
The  voice  of  Jehovah  is  full  of  majesty. 
Jehovah  sitteth  upon  the  flood  : 
Yea,  Jehovah  shall  sit  King  for  ever. 
Jehovah  will  give  strength  to  his  people. 
Jehovah  will  bless  his  people  with  peace. 

XXIII. 

Psalm  cxxxvi. 

INTRODUCTION. 

O  give  thanks  to  Jehovah  ;  for  he  is  good  : 

For  his  mercy  is  for  ever. 

O  give  thanks  to  the  God  of  gods : 

44  517 


CHANTS. 

For  his  mercy  is  for  ever. 

O  give  thanks  to  the  Lord  of  lords  : 

For  his  mercy  is  for  ever. 

To  him  who  alone  doeth  great  wonders : 

For  his  mercy  is  for  ever. 

To  him  that  by  wisdom  made  the  heavens : 

For  his  mercy  is  for  ever. 

To  him  that  spread  out  the  earth  above  the  waters  : 

For  his  mercy  is  for  ever. 

CLOSE. 

0  give  thanks  to  the  God  of  heaven  : 
For  his  mercy  is  for  ever. 

XXIY. 

Psalm  lxxxix. 

1  will  sing  of  the  mercies  of  Jehovah  for  ever : 
With  my  mouth  will  I  make  known  thy  truth  to  all 

generations. 
For  I  have  said,  Mercy  shall  be  built  up  for  ever  : 
Thy  truth  shalt  thou  establish  in  the  very  heavens. 
I  have  made  a  covenant  with  my  chosen, 
I  have  sworn  to  David  my  servant, 
Thy  seed  will  I  establish  for  ever, 
And  build  up  thy  throne  to  all  generations. 
And  the  heavens  shall  praise  thy  wonders,  O  Jehovah  ! 
Thy  truth  also  in  the  congregation  of  saints. 
For  who  in  heaven  can  be  compared  to  Jehovah  ? 
Who  among  the  sons  of  God,  likened  to  Jehovah  ? 
God  is  greatly  to  be  feared  in  the  assembly  of  the 

saints, 
And  to  be  reverenced  by  all  about  him. 
O  Jehovah,  God  of  hosts,  who  is  mighty  Jah  like  to 

thee  ? 
Or  to  thy  truth  round  about  thee  ? 

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CHANTS. 

XXV. 

Luke  i. 

Blessed  be  the  Lord  God  of  Israel  ; 
For  he.  hath  visited  and  redeemed  his  people  ; 
And  hath  raised  up  an  horn  of  salvation  for  us, 
In  the  house  of  his  servant  David  ; 
As  he  spake  by  the  mouth  of  his  holy  prophets, 
Who  have  been  since  the  world  began  ; 
That  we  should  be  saved  from  our  enemies, 
And  from  the  hand  of  all  that  hate  us  ; 
To  perform  the  mercy  promised  to  our  fathers, 
And  to  remember  his  holy  covenant ; 
The  oath  which  he  sware  to  our  father  Abraham, 
That  he  would  grant  unto  us, 

That  we,  being  delivered  from  the  hand  of  our  ene- 
mies, 
Might  serve  him  without  fear, 
In  holiness  and  in  righteousness, 
All  the  days  of  our  life. 

XXVI. 

Psalm  cxlviii. 

Praise  ye  Jehovah  from  the  heavens  ; 

Praise  ye  him  in  the  heights. 

Praise  ye  him,  all  his  angels  ; 

Praise  ye  him,  all  his  hosts. 

Praise  ye  him,  sun  and  moon  ; 

Praise  him,  all  ye  stars  of  light. 

Praise  him,  ye  heavens  of  heavens, 

And  ye  waters  that  are  above  the  heavens. 

Let  them  praise  the  name  of  Jehovah  ; 

For  he  commanded,  and  they  were  created  : 

He  hath  also  established  them  for  ever  and  ever  ; 

519 


CHANTS. 


He  hath  made  a  decree,  and  it  shall  not  pass. 

He  also  exalteth  the  horn  of  his  people, 

The  praise  of  all  his  saints  ; 

Of  the  children  of  Israel, 

A  people  near  to  him.     Praise  ye  Jah. 


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